Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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A Mais Bonita Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Maria Bethânia and multiple other artists
Não, solidão, hoje não quero me retocar Nesse salão de tristeza onde as outras penteiam mágoas Deixo que as águas invadam meu rosto Gosto de me ver chorar Finjo que estão me vendo Eu preciso me mostrar
Bonita Pra que os olhos do meu bem Não olhem mais ninguém Quando eu me revelar Da forma mais bonita Pra saber como levar todos Os desejos que ele tem Ao me ver passar Bonita Hoje eu arrasei Na casa de espelhos Espalho os meus rostos E finjo que finjo que finjo Que não sei
How Am I Supposed To Live Without You Composer(s): Michael Bilotin; Doug James Performer(s): Laura Branigan
I could hardly believe it, when I heard the news today I had to come and get it straight from you They said you were leaving, someone's swept your heart away From the look upon your face, I see it's true So tell me all about it, tell me 'bout the plans you're making Then tell me one thing more before I go
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you Now that I've been loving you so long How am I supposed to live without you How am I supposed to carry on When all that I've been living for is gone
I didn't come here for crying, didn't come here to break down It's just a dream of mine is coming to an end And how can I blame you, when I build my world around The hope that one day we'd be so much more than friends And I don't want to know the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming When even now it's more than I can take
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you Now that I've been loving you so long How am I supposed to live without you How am I supposed to carry on When all that I've been living for is gone
And I don't want to face the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming Now that your dream has come true
Elle a fermé sa vie comme un livre d'images Sur les mots les plus doux qui se soient jamais dits Elle qui croyait l'amour perdu dans les nuages Elle l'a redécouvert au creux du dernier lit
Et riche d'un sourire au terme du voyage Elle a quitté son corps comme on quitte un bateau En emportant la paix, gravée sur son visage En nous laissant au cur un infini fardeau
Elle souriait de loin, du cur de la lumière Son âme était si claire aux franges de la nuit On voyait du bonheur jusque dans sa misère Tout l'amour de la Terre qui s'en allait sans bruit
Comme autour d'un chagrin les voix se font plus tendres Un écrin de silence entourait nos regards Les yeux n'ont plus besoin de mots pour se comprendre Les mains se parlent mieux pour se dire au revoir
Moi qui ne savais rien de la vie éternelle J'espérais qu'au-delà de ce monde de fous Ceux qui nous ont aimés nous restent encore fidèles Et que parfois leur souffle arrive jusqu'à nous
Elle souriait de loin, du cur de la lumière Et depuis ce jour-là je sais que dans sa nuit Il existe un ailleurs où l'âme est plus légère Et que j'aurai moins peur d'y voyager aussi
Elle a fermé sa vie comme un livre d'images Sur les mots les plus doux qui se soient jamais dits Elle qui croyait l'amour perdu dans les nuages Elle l'a redécouvert au creux du dernier lit
Et riche d'un sourire au terme du voyage Elle a quitté son corps comme on quitte un ami En emportant la paix, gravée sur son visage En nous laissant à l'âme une peine infinie
How About You? Composer(s): Ralph Freed; Burton Lane Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey; and various other artists
I like New York in June, how about you? I like a Gershwin tune, how about you? I love a fireside when a storm is due I like potato chips, moonlight And motor trips, how about you?
I'm mad about good books, can't get my fill And Franklin Roosevelt's looks give me a thrill Holding hands in a movie show When all the lights are low may not be new But I like it, how about you?
À Ma Manière Composer(s): Diane Juster - Sylvain Lebel - Pascal Sevran Performer(s): Dalida
Avec des faux pas des faux plis Chacun de nous porte sa vie À sa manière Quand on est beau au fond de soi Un jour ou l'autre quelqu'un nous voit À sa manière Même sous la pluie des mauvais jours J'ai suivi la ligne d'amour À ma manière Pour tous les chagrins que je traîne j'ai mis mon cur en quarantaine À ma manière
Ma vie, ma vie je n'en ai qu'une mais je la veux Libre et sans loi j'en ai le droit elle est à moi Ma vie ma vie elle me raconte des histoires Mais elle vaut mieux qu'une chanson Mieux que la gloire Ma vie n'est pas vraiment ma vie Elle est à ceux qui m'ont choisi À leur manière En laissant mon nom dans les rues J'ai mis mon bonheur par dessus À ma manière Et le soir ou je m'en irai finalement je le ferai À ma manière J'aimerais au tout dernier appel Faire mes adieux au soleil À ma manière
Ma vie, ma vie je n'en ai qu'une Mais je la veux Libre et sans loi J'en ai le droit elle est à moi Ma vie, ma vie elle me raconte des histoires Mais je m'en fou même à genoux je veux y croire À ma manière
How About That Composer(s): F. Augustus; D. Payne Performer(s): Dee Clark
I've got a feeling How about that It's got me reeling How about that
This throbbing in my brain So strange I can't explain But I like it, Mmm like it How about that
My heart stops beating How about that With every meeting How about that
Whenever you are near My mind is never clear And I like it I like it How about that
I can't control myself Whenever you're around When you press your lips to mine The world turns upside down
Baby baby baby baby Can't you see What you're doin' to me I'm all mixed up Dizzy as can be
Yes, I love you How about that Can't do without you How about that
Please won't you understand And take my by my hand 'Cause I like it I like it How about that
Baby baby baby baby Can't you see What you're doin' to me I'm all mixed up Dizzy as can be
Mmmmmmmm Yes, I love you How about that Can't do without you How about that Please won't you understand And take my by the hand 'Cause I like it I like it How about that How about that
À Ma Manière Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Le jour Qui pour toujours Verra le lourd Rideau de scène Tomber sur moi Je dirai à Dieu d'une voix Très peu chrétienne J'ai fait Bon ou mauvais Ce que j'aimais Sur cette terre En histrion, À ma façon À ma manière
La vie M'a assagi De mes folies Et je déclare Si j'ai connu Des coups tordus J'ai quand même eu Mes jours de gloire À ceux Faux vertueux Qui veulent me Jeter la pierre Je dis: j'ai vu Et tout vécu À ma manière
Un jour tyran, l'autre martyr J'en ai bavé, j'ai fait souffrir Jeune femme, ou sur le retour Pute au grand cur, j'ai plein d'amour Surpris vos corps, sans commentaire À ma manière
Braillard J'ai pris le quart Sous l'étendard De bien des causes Si l'âge aidant Avec le temps On prend du champ On s'ankylose Moi rien Non vraiment rien N'a mis un frein À mes colères J'ai protesté Et accusé À ma manière
Je n'ai jamais pu, je l'avoue Vivre sans voix et à genoux De coups de gueule en cris du cur J'ai su défendre mes valeurs Pour m'assumer, j'ai fait la guerre À ma manière
La foi Ça vient, ça va Le diable en moi A fait son uvre J'ai dérouillé J'ai déraillé Et avalé Quelques couleuvres Depuis Je n'ai commis Qu'un seul délit Celui de faire Chanter mes jours Et mes amours À ma manière
How About That Composer(s): Brian Howe; Terry Thomas Performer(s): Bad Company
Last night, when the moon was new, I couldn't sleep I was thinkin' of you And how much I need ya, how about that
I act like I'm tougher than steel With a heart like a stone, but you know it ain't real I need you baby, how about that, hey
Oooh, how about that
I used to spend my life on the town, it took your lovin' to turn me around I'm crazy about you, how about that
People used to tell ya I'm a crazy fool But you taught me more than I could learn in school, I say I really need ya, baby, how about that
If ever you need time and space Don't run away, just tell me face to face, yeah
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout that, oooh, how about that, baby Oooh, how about that, yeah alright, oh baby
When I think back of how it used to be before we met it's just a mystery I can't live without you, no, how about that
And you got my heart and you got my soul Ooh you got my whole life under control Looks like we made it, yeah, how about that, ooh yeah
And everytime I see your face, it lightens up the whole damn place Yeah, I wanna see this whole thing through Yeah, there's nothing I won't do for you, oh yeah
Oooh, how about that, how 'bout it, baby Oooh, how about that, yeah, t-tell me Oooh, how about that, how 'bout it, baby, oooh, yeah
Last night, when the moon was new I couldn't sleep, I was there, lookin' at you Yeah I'm glad that I found you, how about that, hey
Everytime I see your face, it lightens up the whole damn place Yeah, I wanna see this whole thing through Yeah, I wanna spend my life with you, oh yeah
Oooh, how about that, hey, how 'bout it baby Oooh, how about that, t-tell me Oooh, how about that, tell me baby Oooh, how about that, baby yeah Oooh, hey how about that, how about that, how about it baby Oooh, yeah how about that, oh, oh...
À Ma Fille ((English & Italian Versions; To My Daughter; A Mia Figlia (by Charles Aznavour)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour First release by: Charles Aznavour - 1964
Je sais qu'un jour viendra car la vie le commande Ce jour que j'appréhende où tu nous quitteras Je sais qu'un jour viendra où triste et solitaire En soutenant ta mère et en traînant mes pas Je rentrerai chez nous dans un "chez nous" désert Je rentrerai chez nous où tu ne seras pas
Toi tu ne verras rien des choses de mon cur Tes yeux seront crevés de joie et de bonheur Et j'aurai un rictus que tu ne connais pas Qui semble être un sourire ému mais ne l'est pas En taisant ma douleur à ton bras fièrement Je guiderai tes pas quoique j'en pense ou dise Dans le recueillement d'une paisible église Pour aller te donner à l'homme de ton choix Qui te dévêtira du nom qui est le nôtre Pour t'en donner un autre que je ne connais pas
Je sais qu'un jour viendra tu atteindras cet âge Où l'on force les cages ayant trouvé sa voie Je sais qu'un jour viendra, l'âge t'aura fleurie Et l'aube de ta vie ailleurs se lèvera Et seul avec ta mère le jour comme la nuit L'été comme l'hiver nous aurons un peu froid
Et lui qui ne sait rien du mal qu'on s'est donné Lui qui n'aura rien fait pour mûrir tes années Lui qui viendra voler ce dont j'ai le plus peur Notre part de passé, notre part de bonheur Cet étranger sans nom, sans visage Oh! combien je le hais Et pourtant s'il doit te rendre heureuse Je n'aurai envers lui nulle pensée haineuse Mais je lui offrirai mon cur avec ta main Je ferai tout cela en sachant que tu l'aimes Simplement car Je T'aime Le jour, où il viendra
A Mia Figlia ((English & French Versions: To My Daughter; À Ma Fille - 1964 (by Charles Aznavour)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Georges Calabrese Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Il giorno arriverà che temo, ma che attendo In cui, già fatta grande, tu ci lascerai Il giorno arriverà che con un passo stanco E con tua madre a fianco a casa rientrerò E casa sembrerà un posto solitario Quando vi arriverò e tu non ci sarai Tu non sospetterai quello che proverò Negli occhi non avrai che la felicità Avrò una smorfia che tu non comprenderai Ti sembrerà un sorriso e non lo sarà In silenzio ti avrò al braccio fieramente E ti accompagnerò pensando a chissà cosa Nella tranquillità raccolta di una chiesa Per darti all'uomo che avrai scelto per te E che dividerà dal tuo il nostro nome Per darti un altro nome che io non so qual'è
Il giorno arriverà in cui, che potrò dire? Io ti vedrò seguire la via che sceglierai Il giorno arriverà col tempo, piano piano Dell'alba in cui lontano di qui ti sveglierai Tua madre, come me, vivrà giornate in cui Da un certo freddo il fuoco non la difenderà E lui che nulla sa delle nostre ansietà E che ti coglierà così come sarai Verrà a portarci via quel che temo di più Il passato e la gioia conosciuti con te Quell'estraneo di cui non so niente Però odio già, ma poiché potrà farti felice Non accoglierò mai con aria inquisitrice Ma a lui con la tua mano il mio cuore offrirò E questo lo farò perché ti voglio bene E tu gli vorrai bene il giorno in cui verrà
How About A Cheer For The Navy? Composer(s): Irving Berlin
The Army this, the Army that Is all we heard from where we sat Now how about a cheer for the Navy?
The Army's great, the Army's tough But don't you think we've heard enough? So how about a cheer for the Navy?
We know that Mister Stimson Is solid as the rocks But how about an orchid For Secretary Knox?
The Army may be in the groove But Walter Winchell won't approve Unless you give a cheer for the Navy
Hip hip hooray We haven't got long to stay So how about one bouquet For the Navy?
One word of praise, let it flow from your lips One cheer and then we'll go back to our ships
Hip hip hooray The Army has had its say You're letting them get away With the gravy
Just let them know That an Army show Could never be a hit without the Navy
The Army's what you may prefer But in the social register Is where you'll have to look for the Navy
If you would like to touch the gilt Of Astor or of Vanderbilt You'll have to come around to the Navy
The show was in the alley It simply wouldn't do Until the big finale With Navy white and blue
The Army sails across the foam The Navy always bring them home So how about a cheer for the Navy?
Give a cheer, give a cheer, give a cheer, give a cheer For the Navy Just make it clear That a rousing cheer Is very much in order for the N-a-v-y The Navy Navy
To My Daughter ((French & Italian Versions: À Ma Fille - 1964; A Mia Figlia (by Charles Aznavour)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
I know the time will come When you'll be taken from me I've watched you growing up Waited,waited,passing day
I know the time will come For life will soon demand it When you will find someone Who will take you far away And you will never see The sadness in my smile Your eyes will overflow With happiness and tears No you will never see the shadow In my heart as I watch forward The spring of all my years And I'll conceal the pain Beneath a father's pride While in the silent church Together side by side Each measured step Would bring me close to the time You'll say the simple words And I'll be left in sorrow For what is mine today Will never see tomorrow I'll have to step aside For someone I don't know When all is said and done He'll lead and you will follow While through the stained glass window I'll watch my daughter go
I know the time will come You'll blossom ever gently One day from innocence to Woman wordly wise
I know the time will come One unexpected moment the dawn of life anew Will awaken in your eyes For he will come along With all his boyish charms He'll take your heart away And leave me empty arms
And I will rue this day This day he comes to you With promises of love To make your dreams come true And though he takes our name And gives you his instead He'll never know the times I stood beside your bed Already I despise this stranger With no face But if he'll bring you joy My heart to him I'll render I'll give to him your hand Our name I will surrender Yes,I will do all this Because I love you so And as I see you now Sweet child so softly sleeping Your youth a moment's keeping The time has come I know
Housework Composer(s): Kate Pierson; Tim Rollins Performer(s): The B-52's
I am don' my housework Got no time to fool 'round I am doin' my housework Cleanin' up and I'm gettin' down It'll be so clean You can eat off the floor You can eat off the wall Or anywhere at all 'Cause I'll make this place A party pad for two And I'm not stoppin' till I do I'm so tired of this vacuum Need a man to help soon Don't need a man to make a move on me I need a man to move in with me Don't need a man to treat me mean I need a man to help me clean Someone who's heaven sent Someone to help pay rent Someone to share dreams and wishes Someone to help me do the dishes Housework Housework Housework
Houses Of The Holy Composer(s): Jimmy Page; Robert Plant Performer(s): Led Zeppelin; Interface; Joe Lester; Pat Travers
Let me take you to the movies, can I take you to the show? Let me be yours ever truly, can I make your garden grow? From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go From the door comes Satan's daughter, and it only goes to show, you know There's an angel on my shoulder, in my hand a sword of gold Let me wander in your garden and the seeds of love I'll sow, you know So the world is spinning faster, are you dizzy when you're stoned? Let the music be your master, will you heed the master's call? Oh, Satan and man Said there ain't no use in crying, 'cause it will only, only drive you mad Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had? Oh-oh So let me take you, take you to the movie, can I take you, baby, to the show? Why don't you let me be yours ever truly, can I make your garden grow? You know
A Mia Moglie ((French Version: À Ma Femme (by Charles Aznavour)) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Georges Calabrese Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Quando l'aratro dell'eta', i nostri visi segnera' Con i lunghi solchi che vi avra' scavato I nostri figli grandi ormai, saranno andati via di qui Per aumentare in fondo a noi il vuoto Quand'ogni gesto nascera', piu' lento nell'intimita' Per tutto il tempo che sara' passato Parlarsi allora non sara',pensare a quello che verra' Ma ricordare tutto cio' che e' stato...
A passi lenti tu verrai, con me per viali di azzalee Senz'avvenire e con le idee piu' chiare Non sara' facile pero' malgrado quello che diro' Negare il tempo che non puo' tornare Quando la nostra vita in due Progetti nuovi non avra' Avremo un libro da poter aprire Memorie scritte insieme a te Senza concluderle perche' Solo il finale manchera' ancora...
Quando il mio tempo sfiorera' La soglia dell'eternita' E qualche cosa mi dira' ci siamo Quando guardandoti vedro' Che senza il nostro amore no Non avrai piu' quei giorni tuoi di prima Quando piu' calmo sembrero' E la tua mano cerchero' Perche' il mio polso battera' piu' piano Dopo aver accettato dio Prima di andarmene lo so' Un'altra volta se potro' Io ti diro' come un addio Ti amo...
Houses In Motion Composer(s): David Byrne; Brian Eno; Chris Frantz; Jerry Harrison; Tina Weymouth Performer(s): Talking Heads; Phish; Helen White
For a long time I felt without style or grace Wearing shoes with no socks in cold weather I knew my heart was in the right place I knew Id be able to do these things
And as we watch him digging his own grave It is important to know that was where hes at He cant afford to stop...that is what he believes Hell keep on digging for a thousand years
Im walking a line - Im thining about empty motion Im walking a line - just barely enough to be living Get outa the way - no time to begin This isnt the time - so nothing was done Not talking about - not many at all Im turning around - no trouble at all You notice theres nothing around you, around you Im walking a line - divide and dissolve
Never get to say much, never get to talk Tell us a little bit, but not too much Right about then, is where she gives up She has closed her eyes, she has given up hope
Im walking a line - I hate to be dreaming in motion Im walking a line - just barely enough to be living Get outa the way - no time to begin This isnt the time - so nothing was done Not talking about - not many at all Im turning around - no trouble at all Im keeping my fingers behind me, hind me Im walking a line - divide and dissolve
I turn myself around, Im moving backwards and forwards Im moving twice as much as I was before Ill keep on digging to the center of the earth Ill be down in there moving the in the room...
Im walking a line - visiting houses in motion Im walking a line - just barely enough to be living Get outa the way - no time to begin This isnt the time - so nothing was done Not talking about - not many at all Im turning around - no trouble at all Two different houses surround you, round you Im walking a line - divide and dissolve
À Ma Chance Composer(s): J. Gibson - T. King - I. Mack - Danyel Gérard Performer(s): Dalida
Je t'ai cherché depuis longtemps, tu sais Je t'ai rêvé depuis longtemps, c'est vrai Dans mon cur chaque matin, perdu M'était en moi comme un chagrin, de plus Et j'ai pleuré plus qu'à mon tour, parfois Le temps est lent quand on est sans joie J'ai passé toute ma vie désemparée Mais je me suis toujours dit que tu viendrais
Car à ma chance j'ai fait confiance On ne peut pas toujours souffrir D'être sans souvenir J'ai passé toute ma vie désemparée Mais je me suis toujours dit que tu viendrais
Je t'ai cherché depuis longtemps, tu sais Je t'ai rêvé depuis longtemps, c'est vrai Dans mon cur chaque matin, perdu M'était en moi comme un chagrin, de plus Et j'ai pleuré plus qu'à mon tour, parfois Le temps est lent quand on est sans joie Tu vois que j'avais raison de t'espérer Et qu'à l'unisson on s'aimerait
Car à ma chance j'ai fait confiance On ne peut pas toujours souffrir D'être sans souvenir J'ai passé toute ma vie désemparée Mais je me suis toujours dit que tu viendrais
Car à ma chance j'ai fait confiance Car à ma chance j'ai fait confiance
Houseparty Composer(s): Shark; Thomas Performer(s): J. Geils Band
They're dancin' on the ceilin' they're dancing' on the floor People everywhere comin' through the door They know there's a party goin' on Do the dancin' romance all night long
I know it's cold outside C'mon baby, I'll keep you satisfied All you gotta do is move Every time you feel that groove Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a houseparty
C'mon baby, dig that crazy soul I know you're gonna lost control You can do boogaloo Anything that you want to
I know it's cold outside C'mon baby, I'll keep you satisfied All you gotta do is move Every time you feel that groove Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a houseparty
I know it's cold outside C'mon baby, I'll keep you satisfied All you gotta do is move Every time you feel that groove Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a party Ain't nothing' but a houseparty
I said move it, groove it Baby, don't you lose it I said roll it, stroll it Baby, don't control it It ain't nothin' but a party Ain't nothin' but a party Ain't nothin' but a party Ain't nothin' but a houseparty
Yeah, tell me 'bout the party I got to know about the party Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaa Tell me 'bout the party
A Luis Emilio Recabarren Composer(s): Victor Jara Performer(s): Victor Jara; Inti-Illimani
Pongo en tus manos abiertas mi guitarra de cantor martillo de los mineros arado del labrador
Recabarren, Luis Emilio Recabarren Simplemente, doy las gracias por tu luz Con el viento, con el viento de la pampa tu voz sopla por el centro y por el sur
Arbol de tanta esperanza naciste en medio del sol tu fruto madura y canta hacia la liberacion
