Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Amapola ((Adapted from: Amapola (by Miguel Fleta) - 1925)) Composer(s): Joseph LaCalle Performer(s): Tino Rossi - 1935 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1934 - Amapola (by The Castillians) 1958 - Amapola (by Will Tura) 1997 - Amapola (by Frank Michael) 1999 - Amapola (by Nana Mouskouri)
D'où vient le pouvoir que tu possèdes Ton charme impérieux qui m'obsède D'où vient que je vois tout resplendir Et tout refleurir au gré de ton sourire?
Amapola l'oiseau léger qui passe La rose et le lilas chantent ta grâce Amapola l'onde où les cieux se mirent N'a pas autant d'éclat que ton sourire Le vent même t'apportant le poème Que je lui ai confié ce soir pour toi Amapola, Amapola, dans sa chanson te dira: "Je t'aime!"
Le soir lorsque l'ombre étend son voile Je dis mon amour à chaque étoile Et quand l'aube annonce enfin le jour Au ruisseau qui court je chante le cur lourd
Wonderous Stories Composer(s): Jon Anderson Performer(s): Yes; Bill Bruford; World Trade
I awoke this morning love laid me down by a river Drifting I turned on upstream Bound for my forgiver In the giving of my eyes to see your face Sound did silence me leaving no trace I beg to leave, to hear your wonderous stories Beg to hear your wonderous stories
He spoke of lands not far or lands they were in his mind Of fusion captured high where reason captured his time In no time at all he took me to the gate In haste I quickly checked the time if I was late I had to leave to hear your wonderous stories Had to hear your wonderous stories
Hearing Hearing Hearing your wonderous stories Hearing your wonderous stories It is no lie I can see deeply into the future Imagine everything You're close and were you there to stand so cautiously at first and then so high As he spoke my spirit climbed into the sky I bid it to return to hear your wonderous stories Return to hear your wonderous stories
Amapola ((Adapted from: Amapola (by Miguel Fleta) - 1925)) ((Made famous by: Bob Eberly & Helen O'Connell) - 1941)) Composer(s): Joseph LaCalle - Albert Gamse Performer(s): The Castillians - 1934 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1935 - Amapola (by Tino Rossi) 1958 - Amapola (by Will Tura) 1997 - Amapola (by Frank Michael) 1999 - Amapola (by Nana Mouskouri)
A boy found a dream upon a distant shore A maid with a way of whisp'ring "si senor" Each night while guitars would softly play The tune seemed to dance 'round the words that he'd say
Amapola, my pretty little poppy You're like that lovely flow'r so sweet and heavenly Since I found you, my heart is wrapped around you And loving you, it seems to beat a Rhapsody
Amapola, the pretty little poppy Must copy it's endearing charm from you Amapola, Amapola, how I long to hear you say "I love you"
The boy left his love upon a distant shore And sailed from the one his arms were longing for He vowed he'd return one sunny day Once more to repeat what his heart had to say
Wonderland By Night German Title: Wunderland Bei Nacht Composer(s): Helmut Bruesewitz; Klaus Gunter Neumann Performer(s): Bert Kaempfert; and various other artists
Stars hang suspended above a floating yellow moon Two hearts were blended while angels sang a lovers tune And so we kissed not knowing if our hearts could pay the price But heaven welcomed us to paradise blessing our love
Then came the sunrise fading the moon and stars from sight Recalling always our wonderland by night
Stars hang suspended above a floating yellow moon Two hearts were blended while angels sang a lovers tune And so we kissed not knowing if our hearts could pay the price But heaven welcomed us to paradise blessing our love
Then came the sunrise fading the moon and stars from sight Recalling always our wonderland by night
Amapola ((Adapted from: Amapola (by Miguel Fleta) - 1925)) Composer(s): Joseph LaCalle - M. Künze Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1999
Versions In Other Languages: 1934 - Amapola (by The Castillians) 1935 - Amapola (by Tino Rossi) 1958 - Amapola (by Will Tura) 1997 - Amapola (by Frank Michael)
Amapola Mit deinen siebzehn Jahren Seh ich dich schon seit Tagen Heimlich weinen Sei nicht traurig Die Erde dreht sich weiter Auch wenn es anders kommt Als wir grad meinen
Amapola Verlass dich nicht auf Wunder Denn ob du glücklich wirst Liegt nur an dir Amapola, Amapola Wach aus deinen Träumen auf und lebe
Amapola Verlass dich nicht auf Wunder Denn ob du glücklich wirst Liegt nur an dir Amapola, Amapola Wach aus deinen Träumen auf und lebe
Wondering Why Composer(s): Merl Saunders; Pam Carrier Original Performer: Merl Saunders Covered by: Jerry Garcia; Geoff Muldaur
If you're gonna keep on keeping me wondering I'm a-gonna end up leaving you wondering If you're gonna keep on shoving me back I'm a-gonna make sure I never come back You better tear down, tear down the wall darling You better unwind, unwind yourself Comes the day you'll need me And I won't be up there on the shelf Nowhere Lord, nowhere
If you're gonna keep on keeping on baby I'll be stepping, I'll be stepping on If we can't get it, get it together Then I'm gone, Lord I got to get goin' If you're gonna keep on keeping me wondering I'm a-gonna end up leaving you wondering Wondering why Lord, wondering why
If you're gonna keep on keeping on baby I'll be stepping, I'll be stepping on If we can't get it, get it together Then I'm gone, Lord I got to get goin' If you're gonna keep on keeping me wondering Wondering why Lord, wondering why Lord, wondering, wondering why Lord, wondering why Lord, wondering why
Wondering Who Composer(s): Jackie Jackson; Randy Jackson Performer(s): The Jacksons
Ive got you wondering who Look what you put me through! No more planning to start anew Ive got you wondering who
I come to you to love you once again But you never were around How can you say that we were more than friends When theres no love to be found? Cause in my mind I knew that you werent true >From time to time Look what you put me through!
I thought that you and I had seen the light During the first time we met Seem to be a sudden change in life Is there a need for someone else? Cause in my mind I knew that you werent true From time to time Look what you put me through!
Ohh......
Welcome to the night! (Stop holding on, start being strong) Stayed up all night! (Stop holding on, cause love is gone) Welcome to the night! (Stop holding on, start being strong) Stayed up all night! (Baby, youve got to go!)
Buh! (Hee-hee-hee!)
Ive got you wondering who Look what you put me through! No more planning to start anew Ive got you wondering who
I went along, thought it would be alright Maybe it happened all too fast? Lots of torrid danger hampered me Left me crying all the time!
Cause in my mind I knew that you werent true From time to time Look what you put me through!
Ohh...
Welcome to the night! (Stop holding on, start being strong) Stayed up all night! (Stop holding on, cause love is gone) Welcome to the night! (Stop holding on, start being strong) Stayed up all night! (Stop holding on, cause love is gone)
(Stop holding on, start being strong) Hee-hee-hee, love is gone! (Stop holding on, cause love is gone) Hee-hee-hee, love is gone! (Stop holding on, start being strong) Hee-hee-hee, love is gone! (Stop holding on, start being strong) Hee-hee-hee, love is gone! (Stop holding on, cause love is gone) Hee-hee-hee, love is gone! (Stop holding on, start being strong) Hee-hee-hee, love is gone! (Baby, youve got to go!!) Buh!
Amapola ((Adapted from: Amapola (by Miguel Fleta) - 1925)) Composer(s): Joseph LaCalle - C. Caubergh Performer(s): Frank Michael
Versions In Other Languages: 1934 - Amapola (by The Castillians) 1935 - Amapola (by Tino Rossi) 1958 - Amapola (by Will Tura) 1999 - Amapola (by Nana Mouskouri)
Amapola, il était une fois: Toi Petite mélodie Chanson d'amour
Amapola, les mots que tu ne dis pas Ont la mélancolie Des cur trop lourds
Le bleu, le gris, de tes yeux couleur de pluie C'est le reflet des larmes De ceux qui s'aiment Toutes ces larmes Qui te réclament Ta chanson, pour y pleurer quand même
Amapola, l'amour, je ne savais pas Peut longtemps s'endormir Aux creux d'un songe
Et puis, parfois, il s'éveille dans d'autres bras Pour mieux nous souvenir De ses mensonges
Amapola, ces rêves aussi dorment en toi Et nos curs se souviennent Mais ils retiennent Ces larmes là, Amapola Que les violons pleureront par toi
Amapola, Amapola Une chanson pour tous ceux qui s'aiment
Wondering Where The Lions Are
Composer(s): Bruce Cockburn
Performer(s): Bruce Cockburn;
and various other artists
Sun's up, uh huh, looks okay
The world survives into another day
And I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
I had another dream about lions at the door
They weren't half as frightening as they were before
But I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Walls windows trees, waves coming through
You be in me and I'll be in you
Together in eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
Or down in the valley where the river used to be
I got my mind on eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take
Pointing a finger at eternity
I'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy
Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun,
Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
(Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
One of these days we're going to sail away,
going to sail into eternity
some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Amante Bandido Composer(s): Elio Aldrighetti - P. Ameli - Oscar Avogadro - Miguel Bosé - R. Colombo Performer(s): Miguel Bosé and multiple other artists
Yo seré el viento que va navegaré por tu oscuridad tú rocío beso frío que me quemará Yo seré tormento y amor Tú la marea que arrastra a los dos Yo y tú Tú y yo no dirás que no... no dirás que no... no dirás que no...
Seré tu amante bandido, bandido corazón corazón malherido seré tu amante cautivo, cautivo seré ahum! pasión privada dorado enemigo huracán huracán abatido me perderé en un momento contigo por siempre... Yo seré un hombre por ti renunciare a ser lo que fui Yo y tú Tú y yo Sin misterio... Sin misterio... Sin misterio...
Seré tu amante bandido, bandido corazón corazón malherido seré tu amante cautivo, cautivo seré ahum! pasión privada dorado enemigo huracán huracán abatido me perderé en un momento contigo por siempre... Seré tu héroe de amor
Seré el amante que muere rendido corazón corazón malherido seré tu amante bandido bandido seré ahum! y en un oasis prohibido prohibido por amor por amor concebido me perderé en un momento contigo por siempre...
Wonderin' And Worryin' Composer(s): Slim Harpo; Jerry West Performer(s): Slim Harpo
Wonderin' and worryin', will my baby change her mind Wonderin' and worryin', will my baby change her mind I can't make you love me baby, don't know why I keep on tryin'
I love you baby, darlin' you just don't understand I love you baby, darlin' you just don't understand I'm in hope someday darlin', I can be your lovin' man
One thing baby, I want you to understand One thing baby, I want you to understand When you've mistreated me baby, you've misused your best friend
Hoje, eu quero Fazer o meu carnaval Se o tempo passou, espero Que ninguém me leve a mal Mas se o samba quer que eu prossiga Eu não contrario não Com o samba eu não compro briga Do samba eu não abro mão
Amanhã, ninguém sabe Traga-me um violão Antes que o amor acabe Traga-me um violão Traga-me um violão Antes que o amor acabe
Hoje, nada Me cala este violão Eu faço uma batucada Eu faço uma evoluçao Quero ver a tristeza de parte Quero ver o samba ferver No corpo da porta-estandarte Que o meu violão vai trazer
Amanhã ninguém sabe Traga-me a morena Antes que o amor acabe Traga-me uma morena Traga-me uma morena Antes que o amor acabe
Hoje, pena Seria esperar em vão Eu já tenho uma morena Eu já tenho um violão Se o violão insistir, na certa A morena ainda vem dançar A roda fica aberta E a banda vai passar
Amanhã, ninguém sabe No peito de um cantador Mais um canto sempre cabe Eu quero cantar o amor Eu quero cantar o amor Antes que o amor acabe
Wonderful! Wonderful! Composer(s): Sherman Edwards; Donald Meyer; Ben Raleigh Performer(s): The Supremes; Ray Burns; Johnny Mathis; The Tymes
Sometimes we walk hand in hand by the sea And we breathe in the cool salty air You turn to me with a kiss in your eyes And my heart feels a thrill beyond compare
Then your lips cling to mine It's wonderful, wonderful Oh, so wonderful, my love
Sometimes we stand on the top of a hill And we gaze at the earth and stars I turn to you and melt in your arms There we are, darling, only you and I
What a moment to share It's wonderful, wonderful Oh, so wonderful, my love
The world is filled with wond'rous things, it's true But they wouldn't have much meaning without you
Some quiet evening I sit by your side And we're lost in a world of our own I feel the glow of your unspoken love I'm aware of the treasure that I own
And I say to myself It's wonderful, wonderful Oh, so wonderful, my love And I say to myself It's wonderful, wonderful Oh, so wonderful, my love
Wonderful World, Beautiful People French Title: Le Monde Est Grand, Les Gens Sont Beaux Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff Original Performer: Jimmy Cliff - 1970 Covered by various other artists
Refrain:
Eh---yeah wonderful world beautiful people You and your girl things could be pretty But underneath this there is a secret That nobody can repeat
Take a look at the world
and the state that it's in today
I am sure you'll agree We all could make it a better way With our love put together Everybody learn to love each other Instead of fussing and fighting
cheating but biting scandalising and hating Baby we could have a
Refrain:
Talking 'bout the wonderful world beautiful people you and your girl things could be pretty But underneath this there is a secret That nobody can repeat
Man and woman girl and boy Let us try to give a helping hand This is now and I'm sure That the love we all could understand This is our world
can't you see? Everybody wants to live and be free Instead of fussing and fighting
cheating but biting scandalising and hating Baby we could have a
Wonderful World Of Sex Composer(s): Steve Goodman Performer(s): Steve Goodman
I could learn to understand Swahili by myself I could even teach it to my good dog, Ralph I could learn to read you every book up on the shelf I could learn to tell your fortune like the oracle of Delphi
I could learn to tell you every flower by its color I could learn to swim as fast as Johnny Weissmuller But I couldn't never learn to get along without you Don't you run away from me, I sure dig sex
You can get love from your papa or your mama You can get warm from a Turkish or a sauna You can get hot from tortillas or lasagna But you get all three when you neck with me
I really must confess it gets me in the solar plexus When I think about the differences there are between the sexes Peanut butter sandwiches are really neat But when you get right down to it you can't compete with Good old double S - E - double X is Camper than batman, bigger than Texas You're concave and I'm convex Welcome to the world of sex
Do I love you, is the Pope Catholic? Do I need you, is a rubber band elastic? Do I want you, is the atom bomb drastic? Let's us be heterosexually entwined, we fit like a tailored suit dear
I dig you more than I dig root beer Green Giant peas need a big green pod I spend a lot of time needing your bod Walking around through fields of clover Can't we lie down and talk things over? You never know whats coming off next In the wonderful world of sex
Amando Sobre Os Jornais Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Maria Bethânia
Amando noites afora Fazendo a cama sobre os jornais Um pouco jogados fora Um pouco sábios demais Esparramados no mundo Molhamos o mundo com delícias As nossas peles retintas De notícias
Amando noites a fio Tramando coisas sobre os jornais Fazendo entornar um rio E arder os canaviais Das páginas flageladas Sorrimos, mãos dadas e, inocentes Lavamos os nossos sexos Nas enchentes
Amando noites a fundo Tendo jornais comno cobertor Podendo abalar o mundo No embalo do nosso amor No ardor de tantos abraços Caíram palácios Ruiu um império Os nossos olhos vidrados De mistério
Wonderful World
Composer(s): Sam Cooke - Herb Alpert - Lou Adler
First release by: Sam Cooke - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
Don't know much about history don't know much biology Don't know much about a science book don't know much about the french I took But I do know that I love you and I know that if you love me, too what a wonderful world this would be
Don't know much about geography don't know much trigonometry Don't know much about algebra don't know what s slide rule is for But I know that one and one is two and if this one could be with you what a wonderful world this would be
I don't claim to be an 'A' student but I'm tryin' to be For maybe by being an 'A'-student, baby I can win your love for me
Don't know much about history don't know much biology Don't know much about a science book don't know much about the french I took But I do know that I love you and I know that if you love me, too what a wonderful world this would be
History Biology Science book French I took But I do know that I love you and I know that if you love me, too what a wonderful world this would be