Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Amici Mai Composer(s): Antonello Venditti Performer(s): Antonello Venditti; Michal David
Questa sera non chiamarmi no stasera devo uscire con lui lo sai non è possibile io lo vorrei ma poi mi viene voglia di piangere Certi amori non finiscono fanno dei giri immensi e poi ritornano amori indivisibili indissolubili inseparabili
Ma amici mai per chi si cerca come noi non è possibile odiarsi mai per chi si ama come noi basta sorridere no non non piangere ma come faccio io a non piangere
Tu per me sei sempre l'unica straordinaria,normalissima vicina e irraggiungibile inafferrabile,incomprensibile ma amici mai per chi si cerca come noi non è possibile odiarsi mai per chi si ama come noi sarebbe inutile
Mai mai il tempo passerà mai mai il tempo vincerà Il nostro non conoscersi per poi riprendersi è una tortura da vivere
no stasera non uscire con lui il nostro amore è unico inseparabile indivisibile ma amici mai
Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n piere piere piere pierement Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n aria's en deuntjes die iedereen kent Ieder z'n eigen lied, ieder z'n wens Vergeet 't centenbakkie niet want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
Als zoon en kleinzoon van een orgeldraaier staan ik hier Ik demestreer de parelslag en ieder heb plezier Me mansers danke' zeer beleefd en tikke' an d'r pet Wij make' van het leve meer een geintje, weet u det
Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n piere piere piere pierement Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n aria's en deuntjes die iedereen kent Ieder z'n eigen lied, ieder z'n wens Vergeet 't centenbakkie niet want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
Middelbare dame, een kleinigheidje voor de orgelman alstublieft Kan het eraf, middelbare dame, of kom' u in moeilijkheden thuis Een stuiver, hoe bestaat het Waterverf, weet u dat Want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
De polletiek is waterverf, daar doen ik niet an mee Je stort je eige' in 't verderf, je zaak in de puree En is er soms es heibel of jeleile, zeg dan maar "Ach, niet op reagere', Lena", en het is voor mekaar
Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n piere piere piere pierement Daar is de orgelman, daar is de orgelman Met z'n aria's en deuntjes die iedereen kent Ieder z'n eigen lied, ieder z'n wens Vergeet 't centenbakkie niet want ook een orgelman Is maar een mens, rel de rel del del del
Komt Willem 's aves bekaf thuis van 't draaien op de straat Dan weet hij dat bij Dora reeds de prak op tafel staat Zijn toffels en zijn krantje legge' bij zijn eige' stoel Dan komt de kinderschaar uit bed en zingt de hele boel
Ooh baby your love is so bad You baby you're driving me mad Ooh baby your kiss is so sweet You baby knock me off my feet Ooh baby I wish you were mine Ooh baby we'd have a good time Ooh what can I do Ooh baby whatever you've got You baby you're making me hot Ooh baby my temperature is high Ooh baby a hundred and five Ooh baby I think that you'll find Ooh baby I'm out of my mind Ooh what can I do I wish that there was some way I could have you to myself Wish I didn't have to share you Wish anyone else(share you) Wish anyone else(share you) Ooh baby wherever you are You baby will you be my star Ooh baby I'm begging you please Ooh baby down on my knees Ooh baby why don't you say yes Ooh baby I'll give you my best Ooh what can I do I wish that there was some way I could have you to myself Wish I didn't have to share you Wish anyone else(share you) Wish anyone else(share you) Ooh baby your love is so bad You baby you're driving me mad Ooh baby your kiss is so sweet You baby knock me off my feet Ooh baby I wish you were mine Ooh baby we'd have a good time Ooh--what can I do
Wysteria Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Wysteria, did you change your face again Those of us who loved you when Can't even find you
Wysteria, did you lose another man Did you make him understand That he can't touch you
Wysteria, did he take you to the fair? Were the folks that you met there The same that we met? Wysteria, did he teach you how to dance Did he bring you paper fans to hide your secret?
Was he just like all the rest When he got to the sad part Did he stay a bit too long To save his heart
Wysteria, are your lips still lily white Do they still bloom just At night and die at sunrise?
Amici Composer(s): Lucio Dalla Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
Quando eravamo piccoli sempre fuori pochi spiccioli sporchi duri e un po' ridicoli eravamo noi amici gatti neri in mezzo ai vicoli baci rubati dietro agli angoli sempre insieme indivisibili eravamo noi amici Alle nove e mezza sotto la sua porta lei alla finestra esco un'altra volta dai domani è festa andiamo a camminare un po' su e giù al mare su e giù al mare Quando eravamo piccoli strani a volte incomprensibili quasi sempre innamorati tra di noi sognavamo ad occhi aperti e a cieli limpidi sogni estivi ed impossibili sopra a una panchina a Rimini tutti e tre amici Mano nella mano facciamo una scommessa chi sputa più lontano hai fatto una promessa lo sai che io ti amo vabbè chi se ne frega vuol bene a me decide lei domani decidiamo fai un'altra scommessa lo sai che io la amo mi gira un po' la testa però non ci perdiamo e giù a dormire tutti e tre amici tutti e tre amici Poi ci accorgevamo solo verso sera che era tardi perché quando era buio era già tardi noi a casa non torniamo mai Tutti e tre sul treno forse troppo stanchi per parlarci era troppo bello addormentarsi tutti e tre amici Mano nella mano guardo il cielo da lontano chissà cosa saremo tutti e tre domani domani ci vediamo sotto la tua porta ciao lo sai che io ti amo che palle un'altra volta però non ci perdiamo poi a casa tutti e tre amici tutti e tre amici Eravamo piccoli ma veramente grandi senza limiti davvero liberi come non lo siamo stati più ora che siam grandi vedi in fondo come siamo piccoli divisi in mezzo a tanti e tutti simili adesso chissà dove è lei adesso dove è lei adesso
Wynken, Blynken And Nod Composer(s): Lucy Simon Performer(s): Carly Simon
Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod one night Sailed off on a wooden shoe Sailed down a river of crystal light Into a sea of dew
"Now where are you going and what do you wish?" The old moon asked the three "Well we're going out fishing for Herring fish That live in the beautiful sea"
"And some silver and gold have we" Said, Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
The old moon laughed and sang a song As they rocked in their wooden shoe And the wind that sped them all night long Ruffled the waves of dew
While the little stars were the Herring fish That lived in the beautiful sea "Now cast your nets wherever you wish Never a feared are we"
So sang the stars to the fishermen three Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
All night long their nets they threw To the stars in the twinkling foam Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe Bringing the fishermen home
T'was all so pretty a sight it seemed As if it could not be And some folks thought t'was a dream They dreamed of sailing the beautiful sea
But I shall name you the fishermen three Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
Now Winkin' and Blinkin' are two little eyes And Nod is a little head And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one's trundle bed
So close your eyes while mother sings Of the beautiful sights that be And you will see the wonderful things As you rock in your misty sea
Where the old moon rocked the fishermen three Winkin' and Blinkin' and Nod
A Very Special Day Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II Performer(s): Tommy Steele
Am I building something up that really isn't there? Do I make a big romance of a small affair? Should I be more practical, as friends would have me be? Being practical is very hard for me
I wake up each morning with a feeling in my heart That today will be a very special day I keep right on clinging to that feeling in my heart Till the winds of ev'ning blow my dreams away
Later on at bedtime, when my world has come apart And I'm in my far from fancy negligee With a piece of toast to munch And a nice hot cup of tea I begin to have a hunch That tomorrow's going to be a very special day for me
I wake up each morning with a feeling in my heart That today will be a very special day I keep right on clinging to that feeling in my heart Till the winds of ev'ning blow my dreams away
Wuthering Heights Italian Title: Cime Tempestose Performer(s): Kate Bush Originally performed by: Kate Bush
Covered by various other artists
Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green You had a temper like my jealousy Too hot, too greedy How could you leave me When I needed to possess you? I hated you I loved you, too
Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely On the other side from you I pine a lot I find the lot Falls through without you I'm coming back, love Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream My only master
Too long I roam in the night I'm coming back to his side, to put it right I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Ooh! Let me have it Let me grab your soul away Ooh! Let me have it Let me grab your soul away You know it's me--Cathy!
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me--Cathy Come home I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window
Ami Lointain Composer(s): Francis Lemarque - B. Mokroussov Performer(s): Yves Montand
Le cur d'une ville inconnue Se livre au hasard des rues J'étais l'étranger venu là pour un soir Et soudain j'ai croisé un regard Ce n'était rien rien qu'un passant Il m'a sourit sur mon chemin comme un ami Je ne sais pas pourquoi je garde encore l'image De ce visage plein de chaleur
Perdu dans la foule tranquille Je suis resté immobile Il s'est retourné un instant Et de loin j'ai pu voir s'agiter une main Ce n'était rien rien qu'un adieu Ou un bonjour donné de loin Là sur mon chemin Mais tous les mots n'auraient pu m'en dire davantage Que ce visage plein de chaleur
Ami lointain Je ne sais rien Ni de ta ville ni de ton nom Mais j'ai gardé Ton souvenir qui chante Encore dans ma mémoire Et la chaleur de ton regard
Wunga Bunga Boo Composer(s): Stanley; Alleyn Performer(s): George Formby
To take a trip on a great big ship One day I took the notion Yo-ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho) But the ship got wrecked which I didn't expect And it tipped me in the ocean Yo-ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho)
I swam around for umpteen weeks And reached a Zulu isle With the aid of a rope and a bar of soap I landed with a smile On Wunga Bunga Boo, on Wunga Bunga Boo
Where dressings not extensive And floors are not expensive The girls out there are really beauts And walk out in their bathing suits A string of beads and Russian boots In Wunga Bunga Boo
I heard a roar upon the shore And the chief said, "Pleased to meet you" Yo-ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho) And "You look" he said "like dairy fed It'll do us good to eat you" Yo ho, (Yo-ho, Yo-ho) "The last white meat we had to eat Was an old man lean and bald When cooked, we found that he didn't go round So we're very glad you called"
On Wunga Bunga Boo, on Wunga Bunga Boo While fighting Big Chief Coco He went and lost his Boko The doctor stuck it on quite pat But upside down, now fancy that He blew his nose and lost his hat In Wunga Bunga Boo
In Wunga Bunga Boo, in Wunga Bunga Boo An M.P. last September Got something to remember A lion chased him down the street And bit him during his retreat That's how he nearly lost his seat In Wunga Bunga Boo
Ami Composer(s): Francis Cabrel Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Ami cherche un autre ami perdu Dans l'immensité des nues Visages et corps inconnus Rêveur cherche à retrouver son ciel Du fond de la nuit appelle Son étoile maternelle Car il y a vingt ans un orage L'a fait tomber de mon nuage Et m'a laissé seul dans ce monde abandonné Au matin d'un lointain voyage Je suis tombé de mon nuage Je n'ai jamais senti la terre sous mes pieds Reviens, étoile aux plaines d'argent Reviens chercher ton enfant Avant qu'il ne soit géant Avant qu'il ne se brûle à un feu Qu'il ne se blesse à un jeu Avant qu'il ne soit trop vieux Car il y a vingt ans un orage L'a fait tomber de mon nuage Et m'a laissé seul dans ce monde abandonné Au matin d'un lointain voyage Je suis tombé de mon nuage Je n'ai jamais senti la terre sous mes pieds Il y a vingt ans un orage L'a fait tomber de mon nuage Et m'a laissé seul dans ce monde abandonné Au matin d'un lointain voyage Je suis tombé de mon nuage
Wrote A Song For Everyone Composer(s): John Fogerty Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; Johnny Rivers
Made myself a coming county welfare line I was feeling strung out Hung out on the line Saw myself a going, down to war in June All I want All I want is to write myself a tune
Wrote A Song For Everyone Wrote a song for truth Wrote A Song For Everyone And I couldn't even talk to you
Got myself arrested Wound me up in jail Richmond 'bout to blow up Communication failed If you see the answer, now's the time to say All I want All I want is to get you down to pray.
Wrote A Song For Everyone Wrote a song for truth Wrote A Song For Everyone And I couldn't even talk to you
Wrote A Song For Everyone Wrote a song for truth Wrote A Song For Everyone And I couldn't even talk to you
Saw the people standing thousand years in chains Somebody said it's different now, look, it's just the same Pharaohs spin the message, round and round the truth They could have saved a million people How can I tell you?
Wrote A Song For Everyone Wrote a song for truth Wrote A Song For Everyone And I couldn't even talk to you
Wrote A Song For Everyone Wrote a song for truth Wrote A Song For Everyone And I couldn't even talk to you
Wrote A Song For Everyone Wrote a song for truth Wrote A Song For Everyone And I couldn't even talk to you
Ami Composer(s): Eric Benzi Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Voir passer les nuages Grimper au sommet Remonter les rivières Retenir l'été S'inventer des mirages Tout recommencer Rester en arrière Ou passer le premier Devenir grand Sans jamais vieillir Boucler sa valise Trois, quatre et partir Dormir sous les étoiles Et rire gratuit Partager ses angoisses Et ses désirs aussi
Roulent, roulent toutes nos vies L'amour infidèle Et tourne, tourne tout ce qu'on dit S'il ne restait qu'un mot sur mes lèvres Ami
Boire aux mêmes lèvres Des sirènes d'un jour Et tomber par terre À chacun son tour Passer les frontières Et embrasser la rue Au hasard d'une bière Sur un pari perdu J'aurai les mêmes rides Sur le même côté Du côté de tes rires Du côté où tu es Et si la grande noire Viens pour t'emmener Au-delà des ombres Tu m'entendras crier
Roulent, roulent toutes nos vies L'amour infidèle Et tourne, tourne tout ce qu'on dit S'il ne restait qu'un mot sur mes lèvres Ami, ami
Tourne, tourne, tourne la vie Je serai le même Longue, longue et longue est la nuit Mais je te serai toujours fidèle Ami, ami, ami
Lime green, lime green and tangerine The sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeing Lime green and tangerine The sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams
Lime green, lime green and tangerine The sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeing Lime green and tangerine The sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams
It gets to Friday I give you a call You know Im getting kind of worried She doesn't seem herself at all Lime green and a sickly kind of orange Ive never seen her like this before
I had the best laid plans this side of America Started out in church and finished with Angelica Red and blue soul with a snow-white smile
Can you dig it? Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?) Can you dig it?
I had the best-laid plans this side of America Started out in church and finished with Angelica And now I dig it in the dirt and Im down here for a while
You've got to make up your mind and make it soon Is there room in your life for one more trip to the moon? Is there room in your life for one more?
Burn red, red and gold The deep dark colors of the snakes I hold Burn red, burn red, burn red and gold The deep dark colors of the devil at home
She pulls me down just as Im trying to hide Grabs me by the hair and drags me outside and starts digging in the dirt for a not so early bird It's the only way for her to get the worm
I had the best laid plans this side of America Started out in church and finished with Angelica Red and blue soul with a snow-white smile
Can you dig it? Can you dig it? (Can you dig it?) Can you dig it?
I had the best-laid plans this side of America Started out in church and finished with Angelica And now I dig it in the dirt and Im down here for a while
Hello? Are you still there? Hello? Are you still there? Hello? Are you still there? And much too late . . . Sorry . . . wrong number Im sorry you have the wrong number "Yeah... sorry, wrong number"
Americano Composer(s): Raul Abramzon - Leonardo Schultz Performer(s): José Feliciano; Matt Monro
Con todo el sabor que traigo desde mi tierra le canto al amor y es fuego el canto de mis venas
Y así andaré por los caminos hermanos y así cantaré poniendo el alma en mis manos
Americano...Americano Americano...Americano Con el puro sentimiento voy cantando como el viento a mi gente la que siento Y así, y así, y así es él Americano...Americano Americano...Americano
Y quiero llegar a esas almas gemelas gozar la amistad y apaciguar nuestras penas
No importa el color y no me importa el idioma de un canto de amor todos perciben su aroma
Americano...Americano Americano...Americano Hoy te abrazo fiel amigo ante Dios, mi buen testigo y en mi canto te bendigo Y así, y así, y así es él Americano...Americano Americano...Americano
Americana Composer(s): Kathy Wakefield Performer(s): Dalida
Americana c'est un mot qui craque dans la nuit Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc
L'avion se pose en silence Comme un goéland qui vient de France Sur la ville qui sommeille, l'ombre d'une statue ce réveille Du ciel gris de l'Atlantique, au soleil brûlant du Pacifique C'est une île qui vagabonde une lie jusqu'au beau milieu du monde
Americana, Americana C'est l'Amérique, qui fait rêver Americana, Americana, Joue ta musique fais moi danser
Manhattan, centième étage Accroché son cur dans les nuages Quand San-Francisco s'affolent Au rythmes des amours qui s'envolent On se saoule de musique Sur des mots souvent mélancolique Las-Vegas et ses machines Et ses filles sorties des magazines
Americana, Americana C'est l'Amérique, qui fait rêver Americana, Americana, Joue ta musique fais moi danser
Americana c'est un mot qui craque dans la nuit Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc
Et moi qui suis d'ici d'ailleurs de nul part Je refais souvent le voyage, ce voyage Depuis que j'ai vu l'Amérique Ces plages au parfums d'Acapulco Plongés d'avenues au numéros Et ses boulevards plus long que des villes Ces quartiers qui parle en Italien Restaurants Chinois ou Parisien Ou chacun retrouve un peu de son pays
Americana c'est un mot qui craque dans la nuit Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc
Americana, Americana C'est l'Amérique, qui fait rêver Americana, Americana Joue ta musique fais moi danser
Americana c'est un mot qui parle de géant Americana a la fureur de vivre en noir et blanc Americana c'est un peu de rêve et de folie Americana c'est un mot qui claque dans la nuit
Write Me A Letter Composer(s): Steven Tyler Performer(s): Aerosmith
Write Me A Letter Write Me A Letter Write it today I'm goin' away
Write Me A Letter Write Me A Letter Write it today I'm goin' away (yes it is)
Well I've been away forever Suicide's crossin' my mind Well I'll never, never, never, never, never Get so far behind I said, the ways of the night are evil Without that Lord of Day But I'll never, never, never, never, never get so far away
I said write me Write me Write me I said write me Write me Write me
Well there's nothin' I can see That'd ever make me Want to be without her She's good, she good to me Said there's no way to explain The kind of feelin' that you get out in the way She good, she good to me She good, she good to me See this emptyness inside will make me scream Make gonna know how She good, she good to me
I love her
Write Me A Letter Write Me A Letter Write it today I'm goin' away
Well I've been away forever Suicide's crossin' my mind Well I'll never, never, never, never, never get so far behind
Well I've been so many places Hidin' from the wind and the rain But you could write me a letter For to save me from goin' insane
I said write me Write me Write me A letter (what's inside?) Write me Write me Write me baby!!
American Woman Composer(s): Randy Bachman - Burton Cummings - Jim Kale - Garry Peterson First release by: The Guess Who - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
American Woman, stay away from me American Woman, mama let me be Don't come a hangin' around my door I don't wanna see your face no more I got more important things to do Than spend my time growin' old with you Now Woman, I said stay away American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
American Woman, get away from me American Woman, mama let me be Don't come a knockin' around my door Don't wanna see your shadow no more Coloured lights can hypnotize Sparkle someone else's eyes Now Woman, I said get away American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay
American Woman, said get away American Woman, listen what I say Don't come a hangin' around my door Don't wanna see your face no more I don't need your war machines I don't need your ghetto scenes Coloured lights can hypnotize Sparkle someone else's eyes Now Woman, get away from me American Woman, mama let me be
Go, gotta get away, gotta get away now go, go, go I'm gonna leave you woman Gonna leave you woman Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye You're no good for me I'm no good for you Gonna look you right in the eye Tell you what I'm gonna do You know I'm gonna leave You know I'm gonna go You know I'm gonna leave You know I'm gonna go-o, woman I'm gonna leave you woman Goodbye American Woman Goodbye American chick
