Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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À L'hôtel Des Coeurs Brisés ((aka Je Me Sens Si Seul (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1984)) ((Adapted from: Heartbreak Hotel (by Elvis Presley) - 1956)) Composer(s): Elvis Presley - Mae Boren Axton - Thomas Durden - Long Chris Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1974
Titles In Other Languages: 1956 - Vi Rokker Os Ikke (by Preben Uglebjerg & Peter Plejls Orkester) 1984 - Heimwee Hotel (by Will Tura) 2007 - Rode Ogen (by Amaryllis Temmerman)
Ouais Mon amour vient de partir Je sais où je vais mourir Au fond d'une rue aux murs mouillés À l'Hôtel des curs brisés
Et je serai si seul, mon vieux Et je serai si seul Oh! Je serai si seul À en mourir
Ouais Des larmes du groom coulent sans cesse Le portier est tout en noir Car ils sont restés dans la détresse On ne pourra plus jamais les revoir
Et ils se sentent si seuls, mon vieux Ouais, ils se sentent si seuls Oh, ils se sentent si seuls Qu'ils pourraient mourir
Ouais L'hôtel est toujours complet Mais je sais qu'il y a une place Pour ceux qui ont le cur brisé Par un amour déchiré
Et ils se sentent si seuls, mon vieux Ouais, ils se sentent si seuls Ils se sentent si seuls À en mourir
Ouais Si ton amour va partir Que tu choisis de mourir Va dans la rue aux murs mouillés À l'Hôtel des curs brisés
Où tu seras si seul, mon vieux Où tu seras si seul Où tu seras si seul À en mourir
Ouais Mon amour vient de partir Je sais où je vais mourir Au fond d'une rue aux murs mouillés À l'Hôtel des curs brisés
Et je serai si seul, mon vieux Oui, je serai si seul Oui, je serai si seul À en mourir
Hooray! Hooray! It's A Holi-Holiday Composer(s): Frank Farian; Fred Jay Performer(s): Boney M; Beach Patrol; Lotte Landl; Ricky Martin
Diggy di di doo diggy diggy di doo (hi dee hi dee ho) Diggy di di doo diggy diggy di di (hi dee hi dee ho) Diggy di di doo diggy diggy di di (hi dee hi dee ho) Diggy di di doo diggy diggy di doo (hi dee hi dee ho)
There's a place I know where we should go (hi dee hi dee ho) Won't you take me there, your lady fair (hi dee hi dee ho) There's a brook nearby, the grass grows high (hi dee hi dee ho) Where we both can hide side by side (hi dee hi dee ho)
Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday What a world of fun for everyone, holi-holiday Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday Sing a summer song, skip along, holi-holiday It's a holi-holiday
There's a country fair not far from there (hi dee hi dee ho) On a carousel's the ding-dong bell (hi dee hi dee ho) On the loop-di-loop we'll swing and swoop (hi dee hi dee ho) And what else we'll do is up to you (hi dee hi dee ho)
Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday What a world of fun for everyone, holi-holiday Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday Sing a summer song, skip along, holi-holiday It's a holi-holiday
Well, I'm game, fun is the thing I'm after Now lets all live it up today, get set for love and laughter Well, let's go, time isn't here for wasting Life is so full of sweet sweet things, I'd like to do some tasting
Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday What a world of fun for everyone, holi-holiday Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday Sing a summer song, skip along, holi-holiday It's a holi-holiday
On the country side we'll take a ride (hi dee hi dee ho) Where the stars all shine and lot's of time (hi dee hi dee ho) Back of your old car we might get far (hi dee hi dee ho) In the summer breeze we feel at ease (hi dee hi dee ho)
Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday What a world of fun for everyone, holi-holiday Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday Sing a summer song, skip along, holi-holiday It's a holi-holiday, it's a holi-holiday
A Letter To You Composer(s): Dennis Linde Performer(s): Shakin' Stevens
I tore my letter up I couldn't even start To tell you what's really in my heart There's only so much that words can say So I sent you a piece of this beautiful day Oh I want you to know that I took a rainbow And sent it off in a letter to you Took some flowers in the spring made a sweet clover ring And sent it off in a letter to you Took a song from the lark - the moon from the dark
A spark with the sparkling dew VVith a kiss and a hug and a whole lot of love I sent 'em off in a letter to you I took the mornin' sun peekin' through the trees And the dandelion silk tangled in the breeze I folded 'em up - sealed 'em with a kiss
It's the kind of letter that you can't resist Oh I want you to know that I took a rainbow . . .
In a day or two - just you wait and see
You're gonna get a special delivery You'll know the way I feel There can't be any doubt When you open it up And let the love spill out
Oh I want you to know That I took a rainbow . . . You know I sent 'em off In a letter to you You know I sent 'em off In a letter to you. . . .
Hooray For Hollywood Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Richard Whiting Performer(s): Johnny 'Scat' Davis; and various other artists
Hooray for Hollywood That screwy ballyhooey Hollywood Where any office boy or young mechanic can be a panic With just a good looking pan And any barmaid can be a star maid If she dances with or without a fan
Hooray for Hollywood Where you're terrific if you're even good Where anyone at all from Shirley Temple to Aimee Semple Is equally understood Go out and try your luck, you might be Donald Duck Hooray for Hollywood
Hooray for Hollywood That phoney super-Coney Hollywood They come from Chillicothes and Paducas with their bazookas To get their names up in lights All armed with photos from local rotos With their hair in ribbon and legs in tights
Hooray for Hollywood You may be homely in your neighbourhood But if you think that you can be an actor, see Mr. Factor He'll make a monkey look good Within a half an hour you'll look like Tyrone Power Hooray for Hollywood
A Letter To Myself Composer(s): Sandra Drayton - Eugene Record Performer(s): The Chi-Lites; Mike Oreilly; J.D. Smooth
Write a letter, write another letter Write a letter, write another letter I'm sealing up this letter I just finished signing your name My friends would all be surprised If they knew I was playing this game I'll pretend it's a special delivery And just to give me a hint I'll use your favorite color Smear it with your favorite scent I know you think that I'm crazy But I can't loose what have I left So I've decided to write this letter And send it to myself So to make my story short In the mail box I will kiss This letter that I wrote And it's stamped with your lovely face When I'm alone And I need someone to talk to I talk to your picture Get me a pencil and paper And write all the things Say all the things I've heard you say before But with a little extra, extra read all about it Sugar and spice I guess it makes me feel kind of nice I write a letter to myself Oh, write another letter to myself I write another letter to myself Oh, write another letter to myself When is a home when you're all alone It seems so full It seems so full And yet so empty Oh, I get my coat Leave you a note and go to the places Where we used to be I pretend you are there Order dinner for two Your presence is all in the air (repeat)
I write a letter to myself, oh, write another letter to myself
Hooray For Hazel Composer(s): Tommy Roe Performer(s): Tommy Roe
Hooray for Hazel, she put me down Hooray for Hazel, she made me her clown Hooray for Hazel, she's up to her tricks Hooray for Hazel, she's gettin' her kicks
Hazel's been in love with many a guy She tells them that she loves 'em and then says goodbye Hooray for Hazel, I'm now on her list I'm just another fool that couldn't resist (repeat chorus)
Hazel never feels any pity or shame A broken heart is just a part of her evil game Hooray for Hazel, she did it again I'll join the ranks of broken hearts that she put me in (repeat chorus)
Hazel only does things she wants to do She's selfish and spoiled and she knows that she's cute Hooray for Hazel, she still gets her way But there's a time a-comin' we'll be able to say
Hooray for Hazel, there's tears in her eyes Hooray for Hazel, she know how to cry Hooray for Hazel, she's meek as a dove Hooray for Hazel, she's beggin' for love Hooray for Hazel, there's tears in her eyes Hooray for Hazel, she know how to cry
A Letter From Betty Composer(s): B. Feldman - J. Goldstein - Gottehrer Performer(s): Bobby Vee
I got a letter from the mailman yesterday It came from Betty and was postmarked far away I felt so good until I looked inside I read that letter and I cried
he said, dear, Bobby Just a line to say hello We've been such good friends You should be the first to know
I fell in love My dreams have all come true And, Bobby, he's so much like you
He swept me off my feet I'd never thought I'd meet Someone else who'd be so good to me
I know someday you'll find Someone to love you true You'll fall in love and then You'll feel just like I do
So long for now Write me soon, goodbye I read that letter and I cried
I love her so But now she'll never know My golden chance has passed me by
I waited much too long Now he's come along This letter from Betty means goodbye
Whoa, oh, oh, oh This letter from Betty means goodbye Whoa, oh, oh, oh This letter from Betty means goodbye
Hooray For Captain Spaulding Composer(s): Bert Kalmar; Harry Ruby Performer(s): Groucho Marx, Zeppo Marx, Margaret Dumont & Chorus
(All) At last we are to meet him The famous Captain Spaulding From climates hot and scalding The Captain has arrived
Most heartily we'll greet him With plain and fancy cheering Until he's hard of hearing The Captain has arrived At last - The Captain has arrived
(Hives) Mr. Horatio W. Jamison, Field Secretary to Captain Spaulding
(Jamison) I represent the Captain who insists on my informing you of these conditions under which he camps here In one thing he is very strict, he wants his women young and picked and as for men he won't have any tramps here
(All) As for men he won't have any tramps here There must be no tramps
(Jamison) The men must all be very old The women warm, the champagne cold It's under these conditions that he camps here
(Voice off Screen) I'm announcing Captain Jeffery Spaulding
(All) He's announcing Captain Jeffery Spaulding
Oh dear, he is coming At last he's here
(Spaulding) Hello, I must be going I cannot stay, I came to say, I must be going I'm glad I came, but just the same I must be going La La
(Mrs. Rittenhouse) For my sake you must stay If you should go away You'd spoil this party I am throwing
(Spaulding) I'll stay a week or two I'll stay the summer thru But I am telling you I must be going
(All) Before you go Will you oblige us And tell us of your deeds so glowing?
(Spaulding) I'll do anything you say In fact I'll even stay!
(All) Good!
(Spaulding) But I must be going
(Jamison) There's something that I'd like to say That he's too modest to relay The Captain is a moral man Sometimes he finds it trying
(Spaulding) This fact I emphasize with stress I never take a drink unless - Somebody's buying
(All) The Captain is a very moral man
(Jamison) If he hears anything obscene He'll naturally repel it
(Spaulding) I hate a dirty joke I do Unless it's told by someone who Knows how to tell it
(All) The Captain is a very moral man Hooray for Captain Spaulding The African explorer
(Spaulding) Did someone call me Shnorrer?
(All) Hooray, Hooray, Hooray
(Jamison) He went into the jungle where all the monkeys throw nuts
(Spaulding) If I stay here I'll go nuts
(All) Hooray, Hooray, Hooray He put all his reliance In courage and defiance And risked his life for science
(Spaulding) Hey, hey
(Mrs. Rittenhouse) You are the only white man to cover every acre
(Spaulding) I think I'll try and make her
(All) Hooray, Hooray, Hooray He put all his reliance In courage and defiance And risked his life for science
(Spaulding) Hey, hey
(All) Hooray for Captain Spaulding The African explorer He brought his name undying fame And that is why we say Hooray, Hooray, Hooray
(Spaulding attempts to speak) My friends, I am highly gratified at this magnificent display of effusion and I want you to know.........
(All) Hooray for Captain Spaulding The African explorer He brought his name undying fame And that is why we say Hooray, Hooray, Hooray
(Spaulding) My friends, I am highly gratified at this magnificent display of effusion and I want you to know.........
Hooray for Captain Spaulding The African big hero.....
À L'enseigne De La Fille Sans Coeur Composer(s): Jean Villard Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Barbara
Le ciel est bleu, le vent du large Creuse la mer bien joliment Vers le port, montant à la charge Galopent seize escadrons blancs C'est un port tout au bord du monde Dont les rues s'ouvrent sur l'infini Mais de là, comme la terre est ronde On ne voit pas les États-Unis
Tout le monde s'en fout, 'y a du bonheur 'y a un bar chez Rita la blonde Tout le monde s'en fout, 'y a du bonheur À l'enseigne de la Fille Sans Cur! L'accordéon joue en majeur Les refrains de ce vaste monde 'y a la belle blonde Cette rose en fleur À l'enseigne de la Fille Sans Cur
Dans ce petit bar, c'est là qu'elle règne On voit flamber sa toison d'or Sa bouche est comme un fruit qui saigne Mais on dit que son cur est mort Pourtant les gars sont là, tout drôles Les p'tits, les durs, les malabars Qui entrent en roulant des épaules 'y en a qui sont venus d'Dakar
'y en a d'Anvers, 'y en a d'Honfleur Bourlinguant parfois jusqu'aux pôles Ils la regardent, c'est tout leur bonheur Mais pas un ne connaît ses faveurs L'accordéon joue en majeur Tous les airs: les tristes, les drôles... 'y a des gars qui jouent leur bonheur À l'enseigne de la Fille Sans Cur
Le patron connaissait la musique Il aimait le son des écus Il disait à sa fille unique "Fuis l'amour, c'est du temps perdu!" Mais un soir, la mer faisait rage... On vit entrer un étranger Aux beaux yeux d'azur sans nuages C'est alors que tout a changé...
Il a regardé la fille sans cur Elle était comme un ciel d'orage Quelqu'un a fait: "'y a un malheur" On entendait battre les curs L'accordéon joue en mineur Un refrain dans le vent sauvage 'y a une fille, le visage en pleurs À l'enseigne de la Fille Sans Cur
Il a dit: "C'est toi, ma divine!" Elle répondit: "Je suis à toi..." Il l'a serrée sur sa poitrine Elle a pleuré entre ses bras Les autres alors, mélancoliques Sont partis avec un soupir... Le vent chantait sur l'Atlantique Pour ce cur qui venait de s'ouvrir
Ils ont filé vers leur grand bonheur Le patron dut fermer boutique On l'a vu boire toutes ses liqueurs À l'enseigne de la Fille Sans Cur Oui, mais l'État, cet accapareur Qu'a toujours le sens du comique A mis le bureau du Percepteur À l'enseigne de la Fille Sans Cur...
A lei che sa capirti come sei a lei che non tradì a lei che dice si quando vuoi a lei che spazza via la tua malinconia per me facendoti l'amore togliendoti il bicchiere Lo so
Tu con lei vola più su vola in alto come sai tu vecchie cose dentro di me l'ombra di un uomo che assomiglia a te
Lei che prende lei che da lei che vince lei che ha lei che ride lei che c'e' tutte le volte che volevi me
A lei, la tua, la sola grande idea a lei che aggiusta il cuore a lei che ti fa dire quel che vuoi a lei che mi sorride per strada se mi vede Ma si!
A lei che a luce spente confondi nella mente con me dietro lei cammini tu senza lei non vivi più dillo a lei a lei che non sa com'eri prima di incontrare lei
Lei che sogna lei che da lei che viene lei che non va lei che vive lei che c'e' tutte le volte che cercavi me
Hooked On You Composer(s): Joe Malloy; David Sanchez Performer(s): Sweet Sensation
I can't explain what I'm going through Wish I could find the right words to say Losing control and it's over you Nobody else could make me feel this way Could it just be that I'm curious And I want to make you play my game But something tells me that it's serious Because I go insane when I hear your name
I'm hooked on you I'm hooked on you, what can I do It's over you
I try to hide it but I know it's true My body trembles when I look in your eyes I'm so turned on, I don't know what to do It seems a touch can make my tempature rise Could it just be that I'm curious And I want to make you play my game But something tells me that it's serious Because I go insane when I hear your name
I'm hooked on you I'm hooked on you, you make me feel so good, what can I do It's over you I'm hooked on you I'm needing you baby I'm hooked on you, I'm needing you baby, what can I do Won't you say you love me
What can I do, it's over you
Days go warm, and nights go cold You are the one I need to hold Try decide, this love is made Loving you can set me free I'm hooked on you can't you see Hearts on fire Higher, higher Nobody else can make me feel the way that you do
Could it be that this time love has taken all control You're the one who's touch I need, the one I need to hold Could it be that this time love has taken all control I'm hooked on you, you're the one I need to hold What can I do, it's over you
Hooked On The Memory Of You Composer(s): Neil Diamond Performer(s): Neil Diamond
Stay with me, here with me I want you near with me I'm a man that's hooked on the mem'ry of you and I Who knows why? I only know that I'm sure I am hooked on the mem'ry of you
Time, time standing still I know it's you I always will need you to lay with me; lie with me Spend your desire with me if you can I'm hooked on the mem'ry of you and I Who knows why? I guess I wanted for you to be hooked on the mem'ry of me
Time, time standing still I know it's you I always will want you to be here wit me I want you to stay right here with me I need you to love with me; laugh with me Forgive the past with me I know you can I'm hooked on the mem'ry of you and I Who knows why? Guess I just wanted for you to be hooked on the mem'ry of me
Oh, you know that it's true Not a thing I can do I'm hooked on the mem'ry of you
Me dijeron que me calle que no hay mucha más que ver me dijeron que me vaya que me deje de joder Me metieron en un rollo que al final no se muy bien como se sale me pregunto en que pensaban cuando estaban por coger Que te escupan en la cara que te duela hoy más que ayer que te chupen en la cana que te enseñen a perder ya no quiero levantarme paranoico en el medio de la noche Ya no quiero que me agarren esta vez A la luz de las estrellas A las piedras de Belén A las tetas de Gioconda A los múltiplos de tres Me dirijo hacia ese punto donde hay algo y a la vez no existe nada Me pregunto que otra cosa puedo hacer
Hooked On A Feeling Composer(s): Mark James Performer(s): B.J. Thomas
I can't stop this feelin' deep inside of me Girl, you just don't realize what you do to me When ya hold me in your arms so tight You let me know everything's all right
I-I-I, I'm hooked on a feelin' High on believin' that you're in love with me
Lips are sweet as candy, the taste stays on my mind Girl, you keep me thirsty for another cup of wine I got it bad for you, girl but I don't need a cure I'll just stay addicted and hope I can endure
All the good love when we're all alone Keep it up, girl, yeah ya turn me on
I-I-I, I'm hooked on a feelin' High on believin' that you're in love with me
All the good love when we're all alone Keep it up, girl, yeah ya turn me on
I-I-I, I'm hooked on a feelin' I'm high on believin' that you're in love with me
A Lady Loves Composer(s): Josef Myrow - Mack Gordon Performer(s): Debbie Reynolds and multiple other artists
A lady loves expensive clothes and pretty jewels and furs and french chapeaus (In other words, a lady is materialistic) she loves her lingerie in black it suits her zodiac (Stupid enough to believe in astrology And colour coordinate to it, too)
Loves a penthouse where she'll be content to stay (alone, looks like) finds little gifts on her breakfast tray (or money on the dresser) but now and then pack and sail away for a simple Riveria holiday (one way trip)
A lady loves beaucoup l'amour but first of all she loves to be secure (Jails are secure) and she adores the subtle phrase that it's the man who pays (A lady's cheap, too)
Yet there is one vital thought she will place above all the things I mention of that most of all a lady loves to love (Thank God For love, a woman will give up all of the above expensive furs, penthouse, etc.)
Male chorus: A lady loves her phobias She has complexities she will insist (The first serious thing mentioned in this song)
Lady: It gives her things to talk about with her psychiatrist (at $100 an hour, too- and guess who pays? See above)
Male Chorus: Incidentally when she drops her glove Gentlemen know what she's thinking of (Yes: "Damn, I dropped my glove!)
Lady: That most of all a lady loves to love
Male Chorus: And what is more a lady loves to live
Hoogtevrees In Babylon Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
ze zeiden: bouw een toren tot aan de hemelpoort laat niemand ervan horen en spreek daarbij geen woord de noten waren mijn stenen de melodie was mijn cement je bouwt tenslotte met datgene waarmee je gezegend bent
priesters die me zagen zegenden mijn werk ik had niets te klagen ze baden voor me in hun kerk ik schreef in kalk: weet iemand tot hoever ik moet gaan ze zeiden: dat weet niemand 't is ergens bovenaan
ik zweeg in alle talen en bouwde immer voort zou ik het kunnen halen tot aan de hemelpoort?
Paul Simon was degene die vroeg waar ik mee bezig was hij gaf me een paar stenen en ging liggen in het gras hij zei: wordt dit de hoogste toren door mensenhand gemaakt dan weet je van tevoren dat je wordt afgekraakt
hooggegrepen zinnen theatrale melodie het lijkt heel wat daarbinnen maar het blijkt een parodie achttien trage kraaien vlogen cirkels boven ons hoofd je moet de leugen niet verdraaien of je wordt niet meer geloofd
ik zweeg in alle talen en bouwde immer voort zou ik het kunnen halen tot aan de hemelpoort?
mijn moeder schuifelde nader ik heb ervan gehoord je wilt naar God de Vader achter de hemelpoort ik hoop dat het niet waar is zoiets is te profaan maar laat me weten als het klaar is want alleen laat ik je niet gaan
ik metselde mijn muren duizend stenen in het rond het kon niet lang meer duren tot ik in de wolken stond mijn moeder kon ik niet meer horen Paul Simon schudde 't hoofd ik dacht: je moet je niet laten storen door wie niet in je gelooft
ik zweeg in alle talen en bouwde immer voort zou ik het kunnen halen tot aan de hemelpoort?
de nacht begon te vallen met sterren om me heen de toren werd al smaller want ik had te weinig steen ik voelde dat ik niet verder kon op dit godverlaten uur beneden me lag Babylon als glanzend zacht glazuur
ik besloot mijn werk te staken het werd een hopeloos karwei het had met godsvrucht iets te maken maar er kwam nog wat anders bij de toren hoefde niet vanaf de grond tot de hemelpoort te reiken maar ik wilde wel wanneer ik boven stond nog naar beneden durven kijken
ik schreeuwde: ik ga 't niet halen maar ik werd niet gehoord men zweeg in alle talen beneden in het Land van Baäl en achter de hemelpoort
À L'abattoir Composer(s): Michael Mantler - Philippe Soupault Performer(s): Michael Mantler
Adieu lézards adieu corbeaux Bonsoir les hommes et vous les veaux Tout est à recommencer Quand vous gueulez Comme des damnés
Je sais bien que tout s'effondre Chaque jour et chaque nuit Que je n'ai plus rien à attendre Et que tout ce qui s'ensuit C'est de savoir que je suis dupe
Les soirs tombent comme les années Je ne sais même plus les compter Ce n'est plus jamais à prendre Mais pour toujours tout laisser Rien ne peut recommencer
Adieu vantard adieu salaud Bonsoir crétin et toi le veau C'est moi qui ai commencé Quand je gueulais Comme un damné
Hoodoo Snake Doctor Blues Composer(s): Johnny Shines Performer(s): Johnny Shines
I'm going surprise my baby, and I tipped up to her door I's going surprise my baby, and I tipped up to her door I could hear nothing but best friend crying and slats falling all on the floor
I thought my baby was sick when I heard a grunting sound I thought my baby was sick when I heard a grunting sound Well, I peeped through my window I thought Doc was trying to hold her down
I know sick people need quietness, so I didn't dare open up my trap I know sick people need quietness, so I didn't dare open up my trap I know Doc was a hoodoo man when I saw a huge snake laying in her lap
À La Volonté Du Peuple ((English Version: Do You Hear The People Sing?)) Composer(s): Alain Boublil - Jean-Marc Natel - Claude-Michel Schönberg Performer(s): Michel Sardou and multiple other artists
À la volonté du peuple Et à la santé du progrès Remplis ton cur d'un vin rebelle Et à demain, ami fidèle Nous voulons faire la lumière Malgré le masque de la nuit Pour illuminer notre terre Et changer la vie Il faut gagner à la guerre Notre sillon à labourer Déblayer la misère Pour les blonds épis de la paix Qui danseront de joie Au grand vent de la liberté À la volonté du peuple Et à la santé du progrès Remplis ton cur d'un vin rebelle Et à demain, ami fidèle Nous voulons faire la lumière Malgré le masque de la nuit Pour illuminer notre terre Et changer la vie À la volonté du peuple Je fais don de ma volonté S'il faut mourir pour elle Moi je veux être le premier Le premier nom gravé Au marbre du monument d'espoir À la volonté du peuple Et à la santé du progrès Remplis ton cur d'un vin rebelle Et à demain, ami fidèle Nous voulons faire la lumière Malgré le masque de la nuit Pour illuminer notre terre Et changer la vie