Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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All Strung Out On You Composer(s): Jerry Riopell - Nino Tempo Performer(s): John Travolta
I just can´t get enough of you, baby There just ain´t enough of you to go around And just when I´m needing you, baby You ain´t nowhere to be found Baby, it´s getting´ me down, because I´m...
All strung out on you, baby All strung out on you, baby All strung out on you, baby Oh, baby-baby, why can´t you love me Baby-baby be thinkin´ of me Baby-baby I´m all strung out on you
It hurts when you needle me, baby But I´d rather have the pain then lose your love I know you´re no good for me, baby But I´ll keep trippin´ around Trackin´ you all over town, because I´m...
I love you Just the way you are Like a little fallen star I´m gonna catch you someday (Gonna catch you someday) And you´ll never get away (Never get away), because I´m...
I´m all strung out on you, baby All strung out on you, baby All strung out on you, baby All strung out on you, baby
Wig-Wam Bam Composer(s): Mike Chapman; Nicky Chinn Performer(s): The Sweet
Hiawatha didn't bother too much 'Bout Minnie Ha-Ha and her tender touch Till she took him to the silver stream Then she whispered words like he had never heard That made him all shudder inside when she said Wig-wam bam, gonna make you my man Wam bam bam, gonna get you if I can Wig-wam bam, wanna make you understand Try a little touch, try a little too much Just try a little wig-wam bam
Running Bear never cared enough About Little White Dove and her tender love Till she took him to the silver stream She told him all about what he couldn't live without And made him all weak inside when she said
Wig-wam bam, gonna make you my man Wam bam bam, gonna get you if I can Wig-wam bam, wanna make you understand Try a little touch, try a little too much Just try a little Wig-wam bam
Hiawatha didn't bother too much About Minnie Ha-Ha and her tender touch Till she took him to the silver stream Then she whispered words like he'd never heard That made him all shudder inside when she said
Wig-wam bam, gonna make you my man Wam bam bam, gonna get you if I can Wig-wam bam, wanna make you understand Try a little touch, try a little too much Just try a little wig-wam bam, and she said
All Stood Still Composer(s): Warren Cann - Chris Cross - Billy Currie - Midge Ure Performer(s): Ultravox
The lights went out (the last fuse blew) The clocks all stopped (it can't be true) The program's wrong (what can we do?) The printout's blocked (it relied on you)
The turbine cracked up The buildings froze up The system choked up What can we do?
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We stood still We all stood still Still stood still We're standing still
The screen shut down (there's no reply) The lifts all fall (a siren cries) And the radar fades (a pilot sighs) As the countdowns stall (the readout lies)
The turbine cracked up The buildings froze up The system choked up What can we do?
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We stood still We all stood still Still stood still We're standing still
The black box failed (the codes got crossed) And the jails decayed (the keys got lost) Everyone kissed (we breath exhaust) In the new arcade (of the holocaust)
The turbine cracked up The buildings froze up The system choked up What can we do?
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We stood still We all stood still Still stood still We're standing still
We stood still We all stood still Still stood still We're standing still
Wight Is Wight
Composer(s): Roland Vincent - Michel Delpech
First release by: Michel Delpech - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1970 - L'isola Di Wight (by Michel Delpech)
2000 - Winter In De Stad (by Willy Sommers)
Wight is Wight
Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight
Viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight
Hippie, hippie, ...pie
Hippie hippie
Hippie hippie
Ils sont arrivés dans l'île nue
Sans un bagages et les pieds nus
Comme un cyclone inattendu
Comme une fleur avant la saison
Comme une pluie de papillons
À laquelle on a jamais cru
Wight is Wight
Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight
Viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight
Hippie, hippie, ...pie
Hippie hippie
Hippie hippie
Toi qui a voulu t'emprisonner
As tu le droit de condamner
Celui qui cherche à s'évader
Chacun mène sa vie comme il veut
Tu ne peux plus baisser les yeux
Car aussi vrai que tu es né
Wight is Wight
Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight
Viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight
Hippie, hippie, ...pie
Hippie hippie
Hippie hippie
Wight is Wight
Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight
Viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight
Hippie, hippie, ...pie
Hippie hippie
Hippie hippie
Wight is Wight
Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight
Viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight
Hippie, hippie, ...pie
Hippie hippie
Hippie hippie...
All Sold Out Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards Performer(s): The Rolling Stones
Why put this sadness inside of me Why be so matter-of-fact Why put this one bit of hope in me You sold me out and that's that
I hope that you're having fun with me There's not much left to attack I hope that you're nearly done with me You sold me out and that's that
All sold out i'd never seen A mind so tangled, a girl so strangled All sold out well i felt so green It was just like that I was put down flat I was sold out just like that Oh baby
All sold out i'd never seen A mind so tangled, a girl so strangled All sold out well i felt so green It was just like that I was put down flat I was sold out just like that
I missed the point of you doing it Your mind has just jumped the track I took a bit different view of it You sold me out and that's that
North soul boy flunked music college Northwest boy instrument was compulsory Wigan soul boy is up on rare disk knowledge Married soul man is a reformed character Shadow of the man It must have been the grammes Known as a mouse now And always asks the time Still a soul boy and hates the Midnight Runners To this boy Wigan Oration is kid's stuff He's not a rough boy, but buanned from every pub Was a piss-up freak till he lost his nerve You can't give all to soul and never get it back Catch the bus boy And run to your wife And run to your wife
All Shook Up
((Dutch Version: Wakker Geschud (by Wigbert) - 1992))
Composer(s): Elvis Presley - Otis Blackwell
First recording/First release by: David Hill - 1956/1957
Covered by multiple other artists
A-well-a bless my soul What's wrong with me? I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug I'm in love...ugh I'm all shook up Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!
My hands are shaky and my knees are weak I can't seem to stand on my own two feet Who do you thank when you have such luck? I'm in love...ugh I'm all shook up Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!
Please don't ask me what's on my mind I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine When I'm near the girl that I love best My heart beats so it scares me to death!
When she touched my hand what a chill I got Her lips are like a volcano when it's hot I'm proud to say she's my buttercup I'm in love...ugh I'm all shook up Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak My insides shake like a leaf on a tree There's only one cure for this body of mine That's to have the girl that I love so fine!
When she touched my hand what a chill I got Her lips are like a volcano when it's hot I'm proud to say she's my buttercup I'm in love...ugh I'm all shook up Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah! I'm all shook up
All Shook Down Composer(s): Paul Westerberg Performer(s): The Replacements
Hollywood cops shoot each other in bed and I wouldn't go to see 'em they put the checkbook to my head
Tinkertown liquors emperor's checkers some shit on the needle like your record
The fifth gripping week an absolute must one of the years best ain't say'in much throw'in us trunks as we're starting to drown we're all shook down all shook down shook down all shook down
She don't do dance and she don't do us the black and white blues oh yeah I got'em in color
The fifth gripping week an absolute might one of the years best in sight they throw us trunks says we're starting to drown we're all shook down all shook down all shook down shook down
Praises they sing a register rings one of the time that nobody brings Praises they sing shake my hand as I drown all shook down all shook down
Wife For Tonight Composer(s): Lonnie Brooks Performer(s): Lonnie Brooks
Is is that string bikini? Or the sun that's makin' me hot? Whatever thing to cool me with baby They gonna take a hell of a lot I feel the need for some down home lovin' tonight Oh I could gonna pretend that I'm your husband If you'd only pretend you'll be my wife tonight Yeah
I'll build us a playhouse Into my bedroom So you can play the bride baby While I play the groom I feel the need for some down home lovin' tonight Oh I could gonna pretend that I'm your husband If you'd only pretend you'll be my wife tonight All right...
You can come on over There'll be no strings attached If you like what I'm doin' to you baby You can always come back I feel the need for some down home lovin' tonight Oh I could gonna pretend that I'm your husband If you'd only pretend you'll be my wife tonight
All She'd Say Was Umh Hum Composer(s): King Zany - Mac Emery - Gus Van - Joe Schenck Performer(s): Van & Schenck and multiple other artists
I never cared for birds or flowers Or humming of the bees Until today (Until today) Until today (Until today)
I never cared for movie stars Or lovesick melodies Until today (Until today) Until today (Until today)
I met someone who Thrilled me through and through I confess I met my Waterloo
Like a sweet cooin' dove I'm just bubbling with love Umh-hum, umh-hum
For my sweet baby girl Has my brain in a whirl Umh-hum, umh-hum
Oh, her wonderful eyes (oh, those wonderful eyes) And her beautiful smile (and her beautiful smile) They have me hypnotized (they have me hyonotized) Oh, they're driving me wild (wanna little lovin' ev'ry now and then)
When I patted her hand Did she say it was grand Umh-hum, umh-hum
Then I started to sing 'Bout a cute wedding ring Umh-hum, umh-hum
I told her of my dream about a bungalow
I felt myself a-slippin' when she said let's go I just fainted away when I heard her say Umh-hum, umh-hum
Oh, I'm all out of breath I'm just tickled to death Umh-hum-umh-hum-hum-hum-hum, hum-hum-hum-hum
For today is the day That I took her away Umh-hum-umh-hum-hum-hum-hum, hum-hum-hum-hum
As we marched down the aisle (down the aisle) It was just like a dream (it was just like a dream) She was just full of smiles (she was just full of smiles) When I called her my queen (here comes the bride)
Mister Parson was grand Did he join hand-in-hand Umh-hum-umh-hum-hum-hum-hum, hum-hum-hum-hum
Ev'rything that he said She just nodded her head Umh-hum, hum-hum, umh-hum, hum-hum
We started on our honeymoon side by side I pressed her little hand and then I softly cried Are you sleepy my dear, then she cuddled near Umh-hummm
Wien, Du Stadt Meiner Träume English Title: Vienna, City Of My Dreams (aka Vienna, My City Of Dreams) Composer(s): Rudolf Sieczynski Performer(s): André Rieu; Lottie Lehmann
Mein Herz und mein Sinn Schwärmt stets nur für Wien Für Wien, wie es weint, wie es lacht! Da kenn ich mich aus Da bin i halt z'Haus Bei Tag und noch mehr bei der Nacht Und keiner bleibt kalt Ob jung oder alt Der Wien, wie es wirklich ist, kennt Müßt' ich einmal fort Von dem schönen Ort Da nähm' meine Sehnsucht kein End Dann hört' ich aus weiter Ferne ein Lied Das klingt und singt, das lockt und zieht
Refrain: Wien, Wien, nur du allein Sollst stets die Stadt meiner Träume sein! Dort, wo die alten Häuser stehn Dort, wo die lieblichen Mädchen gehn! Wien, Wien, nur du allein Sollst stets die Stadt meiner Träume sein! Dort, wo ich glücklich und selig bin Ist Wien, ist Wien, mein Wien!
Bei jeder Gaudé Na, Sie wissen's eh Bin ich allemal gleich dabei Ich b'halt mein Hamur Bis spät in der Fruah Mir ist alles dann allerlei Und wenn ich beim Wein Dann sitze zu zwein Und sehnend ein Arm mich umschlingt Wenn heimlich und leis' Der Heimat zum Preis Ein Straußischer Walzer erklingt Dann hört' ich aus weiter Ferne ein Lied Das klingt und singt, das lockt und zieht
Refrain:
Ob ich will oder net Nur hoff' ich recht spät Muß ich einmal fort von der Welt Geschieden muß sein Von Liebe und Wein Weil alles, wie's kommt auch vergeht Ah, das wird ganz schön Ich brauch' ja nicht z'gehn Ich flieg' doch in' Himmel hinauf Dort setz' ich mich hin Schau runter auf Wien Der Steffel, der grüßt ja herauf Dann hört' ich aus weiter Ferne ein Lied Das klingt und singt, das lockt und zieht
Refrain:
In Sturm und in Not Von Feinden umdroht Steht Österreich aufrecht und hehr Von Helden umweht Mit funkelndem Schwert In eiserner, schirmender Wehr! Wo Lied und Gesang Im Frieden erklang Ertönt jetzt Trompetensignal! Aus sanftem Gemüt Erstarkt und erblüht Ein Heldengeschlecht ohne Zahl! Und wenn dann im Feld der Schlummer euch flieht Ertöne leis von ferne das Lied
All Screwed Up Composer(s): Malcolm Young - Angus Young Performer(s): AC/DC
Get ready You think your kinda tough You're walkin' kinda rough When you want any more You go fast wo' wo' wo' Things go tough And you strut your stuff And I want your thing Then you're out of luck Yes you are
It's all screwed up All screwed up It's all screwed up All screwed up
Take you out to kick some butt Work you over screw you nuts And when you can't take no more Then she push you out that door And things go hard Like a dog gone mad She can pack some punch Then you're out to lunch, back at one
It's all screwed up All screwed up It's all screwed up All screwed up
It's all screwed up It's all screwed up Cant' tell I'm comin' All screwed up, yeah
I said it's all screwed up All screwed up, yeah Said you're all screwed up All screwed up It's all screwed up, yes it is All screwed up It's all screwed up All screwed up Screwed up It's all screwed up It's all screwed up
Said you think you got some balls But you're always out to lunch
It's all screwed up It's all screwed up It's all screwed up, yes it is All screwed up It's all screwed up, yeah
Wie, Wie, Wie? Performer(s): The Blue Diamonds & Karin Kent
Wie wie wie Wie wie wie Wie is het nu wel Wie blijft vrijgezel Wie wie wie Wie wie wie Wie wie wie van de drie
Ik ken twee jongens Ze lijken mij wel gaaf Ik kan niet kiezen Dat duurt nu al een jaar Jij bent een moordmeid Dat is geen vleierij Maar op ons woord meid Wij blijven liever nog vrij
Van jou jou jou wil ik houden Nee nee nee Jij jij jij moet het zijn No no no Jou jou jou wil ik trouwen Nee nee nee Yeah yeah Ja dat weet ik Yeah yeah Nou vergeet het Jij jij jij moet het zijn
Wie wie wie Wie wie wie Wie is het nu wel Wie blijft vrijgezel Wie wie wie Wie wie wie Wie wie wie van de drie
Van jou jou jou wil ik houden Nee nee nee Jij jij jij moet het zijn No no no Jou jou jou wil ik trouwen Nee nee nee Yeah yeah Ja dat weet ik Yeah yeah Nou vergeet het Jij jij jij moet het zijn Jij jij jij moet het zijn Jij jij jij moet het zijn
All Roads To The River Composer(s): Janis Ian - Jon Vezner Performer(s): Janis Ian; Jon Vezner
I am master and slave I am sunlight and shadow I am all roads to the river I am lost, I am saved I am beloved and betrayed All roads to the river
And the river runs wide The river runs deep And I spit in the eye of safe company When I dive right down to the undertow The deeper I drown, the higher I go
I am whispering dreams I am howling revolutions (revolutions) All roads to the river I am valentine sweet I am every mother's nightmare (nightmare) All road to the river
The river runs wide The river runs deep I spit in the eye of safe company Gonna dive right down to the undertow 'Cause the deeper I drown, the higher I go
I dream of still water Silent and clear But I run for the thunder That'll drown my fear
And he river runs wide The river runs deep And I spit in the eye of safe company Gonna dive right down to the undertow 'Cause the deeper I drown, higher I go
Wie Sie Sagen
((Adapted from: Comme Ils Disent (Charles Aznavour) - 1972))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Eckart Hachfeld - Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour - 1972
Versions In Other Languages:
1972 - What Makes A Man (Charles Aznavour)
1972 - Quello Che Si Dice (Charles Aznavour)
1996 - Como Dicen (Charles Aznavour)
Ich wohn' alleine mit Mama In einem alten Haus ganz nah Bei dem Theater Und da ich immer einsam war Hab' ich noch ein Kanari-Paar Und einen Kater Mama strengt alle Arbeit an Ich geh' zum Markt und koche dann Mit viel Routine Ich wasche ab und mache rein Und näh', sollt' es nötig sein Auf der Maschine Mir macht fast jede Arbeit Spaß Weil ich Gefühl für Form und Maß Und Stil besitze Doch nachts erwacht erst mein Genie Denn in der Kunst der Travestie Da bin ich Spitze Bewundert ist mein Striptease-Akt Am Ende steh' ich völlig nackt Ich kann das wagen Und alle Gäste rings im Raum Die trauen ihren Augen kaum Ich bin ein Homo, wie sie sagen
Mit Freunden wird die Nacht gezecht Da wird nach Neigung und Geschlecht Nicht unterschieden In irgendeiner Bar am Eck Da spült man die Komplexe weg Und ist zufrieden Wir reden von den Leuten dann Die unsereins nicht riechen kann Die wir entsetzen Wir spotten mit Humor und Geist Mit scharfem Witz, der lachend beißt Statt zu verletzen Mitunter finden Kerle sich Die suchen laut und lächerlich uns nachzumachen Sie haben Freude wie ein Kind Uns arme Teufel, die wir sind Noch auszulachen Sie sind im Ton und Gang bemüht So, wie man uns von außen sieht Sich zu betragen Wenn es auch mancher übelnimmt Mich läßt es kalt, weil es ja stimmt Ich bin ein Homo, wie sie sagen
Wenn dann der neue Tag erwacht Kehr' ich zurück in meine Nacht Der Einsamkeiten Das Kleid und die Perücke fällt Ich bin ein Clown vor aller Welt Nur da zu leiden Ich schlafe nicht, ich liege wach Ich träume Liebesstunden nach Die freudlos blieben Und von dem Jungen, der - verdammt - Mich immer wieder neu entflammt Ihn heiß zu lieben Doch keinem werd' ich dieses Leid Den süßen Schmerz der Zärtlichkeit Je anvertrauen Er, der zum Wahnsinn mich gebracht Liegt nämlich leider jede Nacht Im Bett bei Frauen Nein, keiner hat von euch das Recht Hier als entartet oder schlecht Mich anzuklagen Der Grund, daß ich so anders bin Liegt von Natur aus in mir drin Ich bin ein Homo, wie sie sagen
All Roads Lead To You Composer(s): Marc Beeson - Desmond Child Performer(s): Chicago
Headed north on a one-way trip I never thought I'd be back this way I never thought I'd be missing you Enough to suffer for the whole night through Headed south and I didn't look back I rode the wind off a beaten track Tried running from the thought of you Haunted down by what I know is true
To the north To the south It don't matter Every road leads to you
(I'm coming home)
All roads lead to you Wherever I go Everytime I told you I was just passing through What my heart didn't know, was all roads lead to you Headed east on an amtrak train I hit the city in the pouring rain I never thought I'd be calling you Every hour from that hotel room Headed west on a jumbo jet I rode off into the red sunset I stood there knocking on the devil's door Wondering what the hell iõm searchin' for
To the east To the west It don't matter Every road leads to you
(I'm coming home)
All roads lead to you Wherever I go Everytime I told you I was just passing through What my heart didn't know, was all roads lead to you
All my life, the winding road I've followed, has led me straight to your arms
All roads lead to you (gotta get back to you, baby) Wherever I go (ah, yeah, yeah) Everytime I told you I was just passing through What my heart didn't know, was all roads lead to you
I'm coming home to you , baby, oooooo
All roads lead to you (I'm coming home) All roads lead to you (never goin' away again) All roads lead to you (ah, ha, yeah) All roads lead to you All roads lead to you (gotta get back to you, woman) All roads lead to you All roads lead to you All roads lead to you
Wie Leeft Met Je Mee
((Adapted from: Don't Leave Me This Way (Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes) - 1975))
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble - Leon Huff - Cary Gilbert - Mary Boduin
Performer(s): Liliane Saint-Pierre - 1997
Wie leeft met je mee Als je vermoeid neervalt in je stoel Je ogen sluit en afvraagt Wie leeft met je mee Wanneer je denkt Hoe alleen je bent Dat het nooit went Wie leeft met je mee
Baby, je weet toch dat ik al je slechte streken ken Dat jij bij mij zoals altijd jezelf mag zijn Jij die weet hoe enkel jij mij happy maakt En hoe je mij in mijn diepste gedachten raakt Dat ik hier op je wacht en oh ik droom ervan Hoe alles weer opnieuw, opnieuw beginnen kan
Wie leeft met je mee Als het niet gaat Alles tegenslaat Je weg wil gaan Wie leeft met je mee, oh
Wie leeft met je mee Geef je haar tijd En gelegenheid Voor tederheid Wie leeft met je mee
Baby, je weet toch dat ik al je slechte streken ken Dat jij bij mij zoals altijd jezelf mag zijn Jij die weet hoe enkel jij mij happy maakt En hoe je mij in mijn diepste gedachten raakt Dat ik hier op je wacht en oh ik droom ervan Hoe alles weer opnieuw, opnieuw beginnen kan Hoe alles weer opnieuw, opnieuw beginnen kan Beginnen kan
Baby, je weet toch dat ik al je slechte streken ken Wie leeft met je mee
Wie leeft met je mee Als het niet gaat Alles tegenslaat Je weg wil gaan En afvraagt Wie leeft met je mee Geef je haar tijd En gelegenheid Voor tederheid Wie leeft met je mee
Baby, je weet toch dat ik al je slechte streken ken Dat jij bij mij zoals altijd jezelf mag zijn Jij die weet hoe enkel jij mij happy maakt En hoe je mij in mijn diepste gedachten raakt Dat ik hier op je wacht en oh ik droom ervan Hoe alles weer opnieuw, opnieuw beginnen kan Hoe alles weer opnieuw, opnieuw beginnen kan Hoe alles weer opnieuw beginnen kan Baby, je weet toch dat ik al je slechte streken ken Dat jij bij mij zoals altijd jezelf mag zijn Baby
Wie Kan Me Nog Vertellen? Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Wie kan me nog vertellen Van de vroege morgenstond Met goudsel in de mond Waar de dichters over dichten Hoe laat kwam toen die eerste zwaluw uit het zomerfront Gemeten in boezeroen Om de schoonmaak te verlichten De melkman om vier uur op om koeien te gaan melken Om eieren te gaan melken bij de kippen op de stok En in de straat de vullisman die niemand wil begroeten Gezicht vol honingsproeten Verdiende toen een meier Bij dode spullen man Waar is die zoete gouwe tijd Waar is die in de gauwigheid Leven ik hou van jou altijd
Er werd nogal gesproken over Kraai de kanselein Z'n lichaam deed 'm pijn want hij leed toen aan de tering Maar verder was het leven goed en ieder was tevreden Er werd veel fiets gereden en men leefde van de nering Alleen op zondag was het stil Dan sliep men in de kerken Dat was heel goed te merken want de collecte was nihil En 's avonds als het donker was dan ging je op de beren Daar stoven dan de heren totdat de nacht verdomde En de dag gebroken was Waar is die zee, die gouwe tijd Waar is ie in de gauwigheid Leven ik hou van jou altijd
Wie kan me nog vertellen van de eerste vliegmachien Heeft u het nog gezien hoe ie naar beneden stortte Nu grinnikt u, maar u grinnikt niet als u te pletter vliegt Een vliegtuig is een smiecht waar niet mee valt te spotten En onze straat ging nooit tekeer Geen auto's en geen fietsers Geen bussen en geen fietsers want die had je toen niet meer Zo was het leven nog een storm vol sagen en legenden Vol wagen en bekenden Gereed om uit te rukken Bij de eerste koude vorst Waar is die zilte kouwe tijd Waar is die in de gauwigheid Leven ik hou van jou altijd
Wie kan me nog vertellen van die dagen in 't verleden Het valt me nogal tegen om tot ziens te moeten tellen
