Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Waarom 2000
Composer(s): Fred Bekky
Performer(s): Ann Christy
Ik weet niet meer hoever het staat
begrijp niet langer waarover het gaat
Alles mag als men je niet ziet
lief zijn voor elkaar dat past hier niet
Gelul dat moet van de teevee
maar al die praatshows wat moeten w ermee?
Kan geweld niet schuil gaan in een woord?
Ik zie vaker mensen door woorden vermoord
Waarom?
Zeg me waarom!
Waarom zijn wij zo brutaal?
We praten maar raak
maar zijn zo glad als een aal
Bloed zie je vloeien
maar inwendige pijn...
Ja, daar loop je mee rond
en je lacht voor de schijn
Waarom?
Romantiek is ouderwets
doe liever mee aan dat «zinnig» geklets
Je gevoelens tonen dat is taboe
want dan sta je zwak en dan roepen ze boe!
Waarom?
Zeg me waarom!
Waarom zijn wij zo brutaal?
We praten maar raak
maar zijn zo glad als een aal
Bloed zie je vloeien
maar inwendige pijn...
Ja, daar loop je mee rond
en je lacht voor de schijn
Waarom?
A Rosa Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Arrasa o meu projeto de vida Querida, estrela do meu caminho Espinho cravado em minha garganta Garganta A santa às vezes troca meu nome E some
E some nas altas madrugada Coitada, trbalha de plantonista Artista, é doida pela Portela Ói ela Ói ela, vestida de verde e rosa
A Rosa garante que é sempre minha Quietinha, saiu pra comprar cigarro Que sarro, trouxe umas coisas do Norte Que sorte, voltou toda sorridente
Demente, inventa cada carícia Egípcia, me encontra e me vira a cara Odara, gravou meu nome na blusa Abusa, me acusa Revista os bolsos da calça
A falsa limpou a minha carteira Maneira, pagou a nossa despesa Beleza, na hora do bom me deixa, se queixa A gueixa Que coisa mais amorosa A Rosa
Ah, Rosa, e o meu projeto de vida Querida, estrela do meu caminho Espinho cravado em minha garganta Garganta A santa às vezes me chama Alberto Alberto
Decerto sonhou com alguma novela Penélope, espera por mim bordando Suando, ficou de cama com febre Que febre A lebre, como é que ela é tão fogosa A Rosa
A Rosa jurou seu amor eterno Meu terno ficou na tinturaria Um dia me trouxe uma roupa justa Me gusta, me gusta Cismou de dançar um tango
Meu rango sumiu lá da geladeira Caseira, seu molho é uma maravilha Que filha, visita a família em Sampa Às pampa, às pampa Voltou toda descascada
A fada, acaba com a minha lira A gira, esgota a minha laringe Esfinge, devora a minha pessoa À toa, a boa Que coisa mais saborosa A Rosa
Ah, Rosa, e o meu projeto de vida? Bandida, cadê minha estrela guia? VAdia, me esquece na noite escura Mas jura Me jura que um dia volta pra casa
Waarheen, Waarvoor ((aka Vier Woorden (by Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo, Luc Steeno) - 2003)) ((Adapted from: New Britain (Traditional) - 1829)) Composer(s): John Newton Performer(s): Mieke Telkamp - 1971
Versions In Other Languages: 1971 - Amazing Grace (by The Pipes and Drums and Military Band of The Royal Scots Dragoon Guards) 1984 - Aimer Quand Même (by Nana Mouskouri) 2008 - Apprends-Moi (by Hélène Segara)
Waarheen leidt de weg die we moeten gaan Waarvoor zijn wij op aard Wie weet wat er is achter ster en maan Hoe lang duurt nog de nacht
Waar ligt het land waar we mogen zijn En wat is de taak die ons wacht Waar is de geest die met ons leeft Die ons de vrede geeft
Waar staat de poort die ons binnen laat En die ons ook beschermt Hoe veel offers werden er gebracht Toch nog blijft het nacht
Waar dan is het licht op ons duistere pad De hand die ons geleidt En hoe lang, ja hoe lang nog duurt de tijd Dat wij zijn bevrijd
Waarheen leidt de weg die wij moeten gaan Waarvoor zijn wij op aard Wie weet wat er is achter ster en maan Hoe lang duurt nog de nacht
A Room Without Windows Composer(s): Ervin Drake Performer(s): Benny Goodman and multiple other artists
A room without windows, a room without doors A room where no guy but I can spy the charms that are yours Like being marooned on an island Far from civilized shores You and me in a room without windows A room without doors
No bells will be ringing, no telephone calls In our little well-secluded cell of ceiling and walls While dozens of males sit 'n' chew their nails And hate me because I am yours in a room without windows A room without doors
If they said "Friend, how would you like to spend The long hereafter?" I'd tell them what we're after is a one-way ticket to
A room without keyholes, a room with no view We'd like to reside there, hide there for an era or two Completely wrapped up in each other While the whole world ignores You and me in a room without windows A room without doors
Waar Zijn Al De Bloemen Toch
((Adapted from: Where Have All The Flowers Gone? (Pete Seeger) - 1960))
Composer(s): Pete Seeger - Wim Ibo
Performer(s): Conny Vandenbos - 1963
Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Que Sont Devenues Les Fleurs? (Dalida)
1962 - Sag Mir Wo Die Blumen Sind (Marlene Dietrich)
1963 - Hvor Er Som'rens Blomsterpragt (Katy Bødtger)
1965 - Chi Mai Lo Sa (Gli Apostoli)
1976 - Dove Andranno I Nostri Fiori (Patty Pravo)
Waar zijn al de bloemen toch Waar zijn al de bloemen toch van lang geleden Waar zijn al de bloemen toch waar zijn ze nu Waar zijn al de bloemen toch meisjes plukten ze en of Wie van ons weet dat nog wie van ons weet dat nog
Waar zijn al de meisjes toch van lang geleden Waar zijn al de meisjes toch waar zijn ze nu Waar zijn al de meisjes toch mannen kusten ze en of Wie van ons weet dat nog wie van ons weet dat nog
Waar zijn al de mannen toch van lang geleden Waar zijn al de mannen toch waar zijn ze nu Waar zijn al de mannen toch Samen naar het front, en of Wie van ons weet dat nog wie van ons weet dat nog
Waar zijn de soldaten toch van lang geleden Waar zijn de soldaten toch waar zijn ze nu Waar zijn de soldaten toch jaren in hun graf, en of Wie van ons weet dat nog wie van ons weet dat nog
Waar zijn al de graven toch van lang geleden Waar zijn al de graven toch waar zijn ze nu Waar zijn al de graven toch nu begroeit met bloemen of Wie van ons weet dat nog wie van ons weet dat nog
Waar zijn al de bloemen toch van lang geleden Waar zijn al de meisjes toch waar zijn ze nu Waar zijn al de mannen toch alles lang vergaan, en of Wie van ons weet dat nog wie van ons weet dat nog
I Want What I Want When I Want It Composer(s): Victor Herbert Performer(s): Percy Faith
Though fools may prate Of the married state And the evils of bachelor life Im happier by far Than the married men are Who are cursed with a shrew for a wife I drink my fill if I have the will With friends who are tried and old And oft when the companys good I stay: I may not get home Till the break of day But if dinner is waiting and I am away There is no one to nag me or scold For I want what I want when I want it Thats all that makes life worth the while For the wine that tonight Fills my soul with delight On the morrow may seem to me vile Theres no worldly pleasure Myself I deny Theres no one To ask me the wherefore or why I eat when Im hungry And drink when Im dry, for I want what I want when I want it! The fireside joys with the fuss and noise Of children who fight and squall May do for the man On the home-staying plan But it wouldnt suit me, not at all! Of course, your life, if you have no wife Is lonesome at times, and slow, but Whether you marry or not, they say Youre bound to regret it either way Let those who are single Be sorry who may Id be sorrier married, I know
Waar Het Hart Zo Van Vol Is Performer(s): Bobbejaan Schoepen
Kleine broertje kreeg een auto En een gangsterhoed in leer Ook een echte cowboylasso En een indianenspeer Al zegt wie 'dat ook is mis' Kleine broer wordt vast een rover
Daar waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over Ja, waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over
Mama's hebben hun verlangen Een salon en een tapijt Alle kamers weer behangen En om 't werk te doen een meid Al zegt papa 'dat is mis' Denk jij dat ik centen tover
Daar waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over Ja, waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over
Ik wil altijd bij je leven Ieder uur van elke dag En je duizend kussen geven En genieten van je lach Ik weet dat ik mij niet vergis Als ik jou voorgoed verover
Daar waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over Ja, waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over
Waarom heb je in je leven Elke dag een nieuwe wens Alles zou je willen geven Maar er is altijd een grens Wacht je op een erfenis Of een huisje in het lover
Daar waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over Ja, waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over Ja, waar het hart zo vol van is Daar loopt de mond van over Ja, waar het hart zo vol van is
A Room With A View Composer(s): Noel Coward First performance by: Jessie Matthews, Sonnie Hale, Adrienne Brune - 1928 Covered by multiple other artists
I've been cherishing Through the perishing Winter nights and days A funny little phrase that means so much to me That you've got to be with me heart and soul For on you the whole thing leans
Come with me and leave the noisy crowds Sunlight shines for us above the clouds Please don't turn away Or my dream will stay Hidden out of sight, Among a lot of "might have beens"!
A room with a view, and you And no one to worry us No one to hurry us through This dream we've found
We'll gaze at the sky, and try To guess what it's all about Then we will figure out why The world is round
We'll be as happy and contented as birds upon a tree High above the mountains and the sea
We'll bill and we'll coo-ooo-oo And sorrow will never come Oh, will it ever come true Our room with a view
A room with a view, and you And no one to give advice That sounds like a paradise few Could fail to choose
With fingers entwined, we'll find Relief from the preachers Who always beseech us to mind Our P's and Q's
We'll watch the whole world pass before us while we are sitting still Leaning on our own window sill
We'll bill and we'll coo-ooo-oo And maybe a stork will bring This, that and t'other thing To our room with a view
A Room Full Of Nothing Composer(s): Damon Albarn - Terry Hall Performer(s): Terry Hall
And whoever said it was meant to be easy was someone who knew how to cope not aimlessly walk round and round in a circle to end up without any hope
and the constant reminder of all that you've missed from everyone you'll never know it's hard to stay in with the popular crowd but oh so much harder to go
some have it all like the world at their feet others have streets with no names there are those quite prepared to give up their souls others who won't play the game
and the constant reminder of all that you've missed from everyone that you'll never know it's hard to stay in with the popular crowd but oh so much harder to go
but don't send me postcards with felt tip best wishes withering roses, and lip sticky kisses forget reminiscing I know what I'm missing I've got to break free from this thing that is me
and the constant reminder of all that I am and everything I'll never be 'cos all that I've left is this room full of nothing, but me
in a room full of nothing but me in a room full of nothing but me in a room full of nothing but me in a room full of nothing but me
(We're Gonna) Rock Around The Clock Composer(s): Max Freedman; Jimmy DeKnight Performer(s): Bill Haley
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
Put your glad rags on, join me, Hon We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight Gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight
When the clock strikes two, three and four If the band slows down we'll yell for more We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight Gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight
When the chimes ring five, six, and seven We'll be right in seventh heaven We're gonna rock around the clock tonight we're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight Gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight
When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too I'll be going' strong and so will you We're gonna rock around the clock tonight we're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight Gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight
When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then Start a rocking' 'round the clock again We're gonna rock around the clock tonight We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight Gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight
A Rodar Mi Vida Composer(s): Fito Páez Performer(s): Fito Páez
Se me hacia tarde, ya me iba siempre se hace tarde en la ciudad cuando me di cuenta estaba vivo vivo para siempre de verdad
hoy compre revistas en el metro no pensaba en nada, nada mas y caí que al fin esto en un juego todo empieza siempre una vez mas
y a rodar, y a rodar, y a rodar y a rodar mi vida y a rodar, y a rodar, y a rodar y a rodar mi amor yo no se donde va, yo no se donde va mi vida yo no se donde va, pero tampoco creo que sepas vos quiero salir, si, quiero vivir quiero dejar una suerte de señal si un corazón triste pudo ver la luz si hice mas liviano el peso de tu cruz nada mas me importa ne esta vida chau, hasta mañana
y a rodar, y a rodar, y a rodar y a rodar mi vida y a rodar, y a rodar, y a rodar y a rodar mi amor yo no se donde va, yo no se donde va mi vida yo no se donde va, pero tampoco creo que sepas vos quiero salir, si, quiero vivir quiero dejar una suerte de señal si un corazón triste pudo ver la luz si hice mas liviano el peso de tu cruz nadie tiene a nadie yo te tengo a vos dentro de mi alma siento que me amas chau, hasta mañana
Hypnotized
Composer(s): Gloria Florence Spolan - Richard Poindexter
First release by: Linda Jones - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
(Hypnotized) Lah-lah-lah-lah-lah, (Hypnotized) hah-hah Hypnotized, you got me hypnotized All it took was just one little look into your eyes I'll do whatever you say Command me and I'll obey (Because I love you) Lah-lah-lah, hah-hah (You've got me walking and talking in a trance) In a magic spell of romance Make me hold you (Make me hold you) Make me kiss you (Kiss You) My heart is yours to command
Woh-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-hoooo, hypnotized Gee, gee I'm so hypnotized Just one touch of your fingertips One kiss from your sweet, sweet lips I'll go wherever you want me to go Everything I've got, everything I've got, darling is yours Yes it is (Because I love you) Lah-lah-lah, hah-hah (Love you) You got me (Hypnotized) in the spell that you cast Please, please make it last Woh-ooo-ooo-ooo-hoooo, so hypnotized He-e-e-e-e-e-y, hypnotized Woh-oh-oh-oh..........
A Rockin' Good Way (To Mess Around And Fall In Love)
A Rockin' Good Way (To Mess Around And Fall In Love) Composer(s): Brook Benton - Luchi De Jesus - Clyde Otis First release by: Priscilla Bowman & the Spaniels - 1958 Covered by multiple other artists
If you're gonna give me good kisses like that Honey don't you know I'm gonna give them right back 'Cause that's a kissin' good way that's a kissin' good way That's a kissin' good way to mess around and fall in love
Oh if you're gonna start out huggin' me tight Don't mess around come on hug me right 'Cause that's a huggin' good way that's a huggin' good way That's a huggin' good way to mess around and fall in love
You know you called me on the phone and just because I was alone Ah you came around awooing You better ask somebody if you don't know what you're doing
Now you've kissed me and you rocked my soul Don't come around knockin' rock and roll 'Cause that's a rockin' good way that's a rockin' good way That's a rockin' good way to mess around and fall in love
You know you called me on the phone and just because I was alone
It's a rockin' good way that's a rockin' good way
That's a rockin' good way to mess around and fall in love That's a rockin' good way to mess around and fall in love Keep on rockin' keep on rockin' A rockin' good way
Hypnotized Composer(s): Bob Welch Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac
It's the same kind of story That seems to come down from long ago Two friends having coffee together When something flies by their window It might be out on that lawn Which is wide, at least half of a playing field Because there's no explaining what your imagination Can make you see and feel
Seems like a dream (They) got me hypnotized
Now it's not a meaningless question To ask if they've been and gone I remember a talk about North Carolina and a strange, strange pond You see the sides were like glass In the thick of a forest without a road And if any man's ever made that land Then I think it would've showed
Seems like a dream (They) got me hypnotized
They say there's a place down in Mexico Where a man can fly over mountains and hills And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine And he never will Now you know it's a meaningless question To ask if those stories are right 'Cause what matters most if the feeling You get when you're hypnotized
A River For Him Composer(s): Emmylou Harris First release by: Emmylou Harris - 1988 Covered by: Linda Ronstadt - 1993
I crossed on the river There'll be no returning I crossed all the bridges I watched them all burning And now I'm a stranger To a strange land I'm driven Where all is forgotten And nothing's forgiven
But I cried a river A river for him That's deeper and wider Than I'll ever swim The heart it will harden The sorrow will dim But I cried a river A river for him
I think of him now On the road I am taking And wonder how long His heart will be breaking But he'll never hear when The teardrops are falling Or the sound of my voice And the name I'm calling
But I cried a river A river for him That's deeper and wider Than I'll ever swim The heart it will harden The sorrow will dim But I cried a river A river for him
So sweep for the sons And the dear darling daughters For the passing of time And the parting of waters For all who have passed through This world long before me To a far distant shore line Where no one waits for me But I cried a river A river for him That's deeper and wider Than I'll ever swim The heart it will harden The sorrow will dim But I cried a river A river for him
Hymns And Arias Composer(s): Max Boyce Performer(s): Max Boyce
We paid our weekly shilling for that January trip A long weekend in London, aye, without a bit of kip There's a seat reserved for beer by the boys from Abercarn There's beer, pontoon, crisps and fags and a croakin 'Calon Lan'
And we were singing hymns and arias 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'
Into Paddington we did roll with an empty crate of ale Will had lost at cards and now his Western Mail's for sale But Will is very happy though his money all has gone He swapped five photos of his wife for one of Barry John
And we were....................
We got to Twickers early and were jostled in the crowd Planted leeks and dragons, looked for toilets all around So many there we couldn't budge -twisted legs and pale I'm ashamed we used a bottle that once held bitter ale
And we were singing hymns and arias 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'
Wales defeated England in a fast and open game We sang 'Cwm Rhondda' and 'Delilah' damn, they sounded both the same We sympathised with an Englishman whose team was doomed to fail So we gave him that old bottle, that once held bitter ale!
He started singing hymns and arias 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'
So it's down to Soho for the night to the girls with the shiny beads To the funny men with lipstick on with evil minds and deeds One said to Will from a doorway dark damn, she didn't have much on But Will knew what she wanted aye...his photo of Barry John!
'Cos she was singing hymns and arias 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'
A Rita Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
A Rita levou meu sorriso No sorriso dela Meu assunto Levou junto com ela E o que me é de direito Arrancou-me do peito E tem mais Levou seu retrato, seu trapo, seu prato Que papel! Uma imagem de são Francisco E um bom disco de Noel
A Rita matou nosso amor De vingança Nem herança deixou Não levou um tostão Porque não tinha não Mas causou perdas e danos Levou os meus planos Meus pobres enganos Os meus vinte anos O meu coração E além de tudo Me deixou mudo Um violão
Hymne À L'amour
Composer(s): Edith Piaf; Marguerite Monnot
First release by: Edith Piaf - 1950
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1950 - Hymn To Love
1961 - If You Love Me
1983 - Hymne Aan De Liefde
Le ciel bleu sur nous peut s'effrondrer Et la terre peut bien s'écrouler Peu m'importe si tu m'aimes Je me fous du monde entier Tant que l'amour inondera mes matins Tant que mon corps frémira sous tes mains Peu m'importent les grands problèmes Mon amour, puisque tu m'aimes... J'irais jusqu'au bout du monde Je me ferais teindre en blonde Si tu me le demandais... J'irais décrocher la lune J'irais voler la fortune Si tu me le demandais... Je renierais ma patrie Je renierais mes amis Si tu me le demandais... On peut bien rire de moi, Je ferais n'importe quoi Si tu me le demandais... Si un jour la vie t'arrache à moi Si tu meurs, que tu sois loin de moi Peu m'importe, si tu m'aimes Car moi je mourrai aussi... Nous aurons pour nous l'éternité Dans le bleu de toute l'immensité Dans le ciel, plus de problèmes Mon amour, crois-tu qu'on s'aime?... ...Dieu réunit ceux qui s'aiment!
