Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Dice El Inmigrante
Composer(s): D.A.R.
Performer(s): León Gieco
Guarda la risa entre los dientes marcha del sur para el este lleva la sombra que sostiene todo el peso de la gente que mas quiere
Lleva incertidumbre y la risa postergada lleva un libro, eso es bastante dice el inmigrante Lleva la cruz del marginado lleva otro idioma lleva su familia, eso es bastante dice el inmigrante
Lleva en sus ojos toda la mezcla de la rabia, de la duda y la tristeza tiene que pagar con el olvido lágrima de puerto y de destierro
De Winter Was Lang Composer(s): G. den Braber - J. Gluck - B. Raleigh Performer(s): Willy Alberti & Willeke Alberti
De winter was lang zonder jouw liefde De winter was koud zonder jouw lach Al sinds de herfst ben jij weg van mij zo ver hier vandaan Zeg wanneer kom je weer, dan is het zomer voortaan
De winter was lang zonder jouw liefde De winter was koud zonder jouw lach Kom in de lente en geef mij je warmte zolang als ik leef De winter was lang, eenzaam en koud
Kom in de lente en geef mij je warmte zolang als ik leef De winter was lang, eenzaam en koud De winter was lang, eenzaam en koud
Apriti Cuore Composer(s): Lucio Dalla Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
In questa notte calda di ottobre, apriti cuore non stare li in silenzio senza dir niente non ti sento, non ti sento, da troppo tempo non ti sento e ti ho tenuto lontano dalla gente quanti giorni passati senza un gesto d'amore con i falsi sorrisi e le vuote parole Ho perfino pensato in questa notte di Ottobre di buttarti via......di buttarti via ah lo so il cuore non e' un calcolo freddo e matematico lui non sa dov'e' che va sbaglia si ferma, e riprende e il suo battito non e' logico e' come un bimbo libero appena dici che non si fa lui si volta e si offende non lasciarlo mai solo come ho fatto io lascia stare il potere, il denaro non e' il tuo Dio o anche tu rimarrai senza neanche un amico Cambierò, Cambierò apriti cuore ti prego fatti sentire Cambierò, tornerò come un tempo padrone di niente, di niente...di niente anche davanti a questo cielo nero di stelle, e ce ne sono stanotte di stelle, forse miliardi, cuore non parli? o sono io che non sento e per paura di ogni sentimento cinico e indifferente faccio finta di niente ma non ho più parole in questa notte di ottobre sento solo lontano un misterioso rumore e' la notte che piano si muove, e tra poco esce il sole
Cambierò, Cambierò apriti cuore ti prego fatti sentire cambierò, tornerò come un tempo padrone di niente, di niente, di niente Cambierò, Cambierò apriti cuore ti prego fatti sentire cambierò, tornerò come un tempo padrone di niente, di niente, di niente Cambierò, Cambierò apriti cuore ti prego fatti sentire cambierò, tornerò come un tempo padrone di niente, di niente, di niente
Días Y Flores Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Si me levanto temprano fresco y curado claro y feliz y te digo: «voy al bosque para aliviarme de ti» sabe que dentro tengo un tesoro que me llega a la raíz Si luego vuelvo cargado con muchas flores (mucho color) y te las pongo en la risa en la ternura, en la voz es que he mojado en flor mi camisa para teñir su sudor Pero si un día me demoro, no te impacientes yo volveré más tarde Será que a la más profunda alegría me habrá seguido la rabia ese día la rabia simple del hombre silvestre la rabia bomba la rabia de muerte la rabia imperio asesino de niños la rabia se me ha podrido el cariño la rabia madre por dios tengo frío la rabia es mío eso es mío, sólo mío la rabia bebo pero no me mojo la rabia miedo a perder el manojo la rabia hijo zapato de tierra la rabia dame o te hago la guerra la rabia todo tiene su momento la rabia el grito se lo lleva el viento la rabia el oro sobre la conciencia la rabia coño paciencia paciencia
La rabia es mi vocación
Si hay días que vuelvo cansado sucio de tiempo sin para amor es que regreso del mundo no del bosque, no del sol En esos días compañera ponte alma nueva para mi más bella flor
Es Ist Besser, Du Gehst ((Adapted from: You Better Move On (Arthur Alexander) - 1961)) Composer(s): Arthur Alexander Performer(s): Drafi Deutscher
Es Ist Besser, Du Gehst Immer wieder sagst Du zu mir bitte geb' sie frei Du glaubst dass ich nicht für sie der Richt'ge sei doch wer bis Du und was geht Dich das an ich liebe sie, so sehr ich lieben kann es ist besser Du gehst
Du bist reich und bei Dir da hätt' sie ne Menge Geld doch unser Glück das ist ihr viel mehr auf dieser Welt denn ich lass' sie nie mals im Stich und darum gibt's nur eins für Dich Es ist besser Du gehst
Tut mir leid Boy, dass Du sie liebst doch sie gehört nur mir mir alleine und nie, nie, nie, würd sie zu einem andere'n gehn nein nie, nie, nie, wird das geschehn
Oh ich rate Dir mein Boy, lass die Finger weg von Ihr schick ihr keine Rosen und spiel nicht den Kavalier und glaube mir, Du bist ihr ganz egal ich sage Dir zum letzten Mal Es ist besser Du gehst Es ist besser Du gehst Es ist besser Du gehst
Hay días que siento que las horas se me escapan y tu boca no me basta para estar
Vuelan allá afuera las gaviotas, las ideas y murmura en mi cabeza sólo el mar
Y me pides el sol y me pides amor
Y siento nostalgia por la vida por la escarcha por las manos que no supe acariciar
Toda la tristeza del planeta me atraviesa y el futuro es una sombra que se va
Y me pides el sol y me pides y yo te doy la tarde gris café sin hablar el televisor un ojo de huracán siglos horas sombras en el mar hay días así que pasan de mí aquí.
Hay días que busco y doy vuelta los cajones intentando hallar razones para estar
Cierro las ventanas y doy vuelta los espejos y en los ojos solamente queda el mar
Y me pides el sol y me pides amor
Y me voy adentro al jardín de los silencios donde un fuego primitivo alumbrará
Y me acuerdo del sol y me acuerdo que hoy te di la tarde gris café sin hablar el televisor un ojo de huracán siglos horas sombras en el mar hay días así que pasan de mi aquí
April Showers Bring May Flowers Composer(s): Leo Wood - Nat Shilkret - Jack Shilkret
When the whole world seems so drear And above dark clouds appear And your heat seems filled with fear Don't feel sad and blue Think how nice it soon will be When the sun shines cheerfully Try it and I know you'll see What I say is true!
Happiness was meant for you Seek it and you'll find it too Then your life will start a new Wonderful 'twill be Sorrow was not meant to stay Just to come and go away Tho' it finds us all some day Still you'll surely see
April showers bring May flowers And sweet bowers, where roses twine Now I know too, I can show you That it's so too all the time If the sunshine came at one time All the fun time would soon be through April showers bring May flowers So just wait 'till love comes to you
Diary
Composer(s): David Gates
First release by: Bread - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
I found her diary underneath a tree and started reading about me The words she's written took me by surpise you'd never read them in her eyes They said that she had found the love she waited for Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it
When she confronted with the writing there simply pretended not to care I passed it off as just in keeping with her total disconcerting air and though she tried to hide the love that she denied wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it
And as I go through my life, I will give to her my wife all the sweet things that I can find
I found her diary underneath a tree and started reading about me The words began stick and tears to flow. Her meaning now was clear to see The love she'd waited for was someone else not me Wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it
and as I go through my life, I will wish for her his wife all the sweet things that she can find all the sweet things they can find
April Showers Composer(s): Buddy DeSylva - Louis Silvers First recording by: Al Jolson - 1921 Covered by multiple other artists
Life is not a highway strewn with flowers Still it holds a goodly share of bliss When the sun gives way to April showers Here is the point you should never miss
Though April showers may come your way They bring the flowers that bloom in May So if it's raining, have no regrets Because it isn't raining rain, you know (It's raining violets)
And where you see clouds upon the hills You soon will see crowds of daffodils So keep on looking for a blue bird And list'ning for his song Whenever April showers come along
And where you see clouds upon the hills You soon will see crowds of daffodils So keep on looking for a blue bird And list'ning for his song Whenever April showers come along
Diana
Composer(s): Paul Anka
First release by: Paul Anka - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1980 - Diana (Dutch Version) (Will Tura)
1989 - Diana (Spanish Version) (Alejandra Guzmán)
2006 - Oh Diana (Adriano Celentano & Paul Anka)
I'm so young and you're so old This, my darling, I've been told I don't care just what they say 'Cause forever I will pray You and I will be as free As the birds up in the trees Oh, please stay by me, Diana
Thrills I get when you hold me close Oh, my darling, you're the most I love you but do you love me Oh, Diana, can't you see I love you with all my heart And I hope we will never part Oh, please stay with me, Diana
Oh, my darlin', oh, my lover Tell me that there is no other I love you with my heart Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Only you can take my heart Only you can tear it apart When you hold me in your loving arms I can feel you giving all your charms Hold me, darling, ho-ho hold me tight Squeeze me baby with-a all your might Oh, please stay by me, Diana Oh, please, Diana Oh, please, Diana Oh, please, Diana
Diamonds On The Soles Of Her Shoes
Composer(s): Paul Simon - Joseph Shabalala
Performer(s): Paul Simon
and multiple other artists
(a-wa a-wa) Odez enzuene zanamchinge
(a-wa a-wa) Si bona kwenze ka kanjani
(a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza
She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
He's a poor boy Empty as a pocket Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose
Sing Ta na na, ta na na na She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Ta na na, ta na na na She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes
People say she's crazy She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Well that's one way to lose these walking blues Diamonds on the soles of her shoes She was physically forgotten Then she slipped into my pocket With my car keys She said you've taken me for granted Because I please you Wearing these di-iamonds
And I could say oo As if everybody knows What I'm talking about As if everybody here would know Exactly what I was talking about Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes
She makes the sign of a teaspoon He makes the sign of a wave The poor boy changes clothes and puts on after-shave To compensate for his ordinary shoes And she said honey take me dancing But they ended up by sleeping In a doorway By the bodegas and the lights on Upper Broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes
And I could say oo And everybody here would know What I was talking about I mean everybody here would know exactly what I was talking about Talking about di-iamonds
People say I'm crazy I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes Well that's one way to lose these walking blues Diamonds on the soles of your shoes
April Played The Fiddle Composer(s): Johnny Burke - James V. Monaco Performer(s): Glenn Miller and multiple other artists
April played the fiddle and my heart began to dance And I was so surprised to find my arms around romance April played the fiddle and I memorized the tune And later on, a dream and I went singing to the moon
Then May began to gossip and June just winked her eye And you should have seen the Know-It-All expression on July...
April played the fiddle, ah, but heres the funny part I had to pay the fiddler with my one and only heart!
Diamonds On My Windshield
Composer(s): Tom Waits
Performer(s): Tom Waits; Steve Glotzer
Well these diamonds on my windshield And these tears from heaven Well I'm pulling into town on the Interstate I got a steel train in the rain And the wind bites my cheek through the wing And it's these late nights and this freeway flying It always makes me sing
There's a Duster tryin' to change my tune He's pulling up fast on the right Rolling restlessly by a twenty-four hour moon
And a Wisconsin hiker with a cue-ball head He's wishing he was home in a Wiscosin bed But there's fifteen feet of snow in the East Colder then a welldigger's ass And it's colder than a welldigger's ass
Oceanside it ends the ride with San Clemente coming up Those Sunday desperadoes slip by and cruise with a dry back And the orange drive-in the neon billin' And the theatre's fillin' to the brim With slave girls and a hot spurn bucket full of sin
Metropolitan area with interchange and connections Fly-by-nights from Riverside And out of state plates running a little late
But the sailors jockey for the fast lane So 101 don't miss it There's rolling hills and concrete fields And the broken line's on your mind
The eights go east and the fives go north And the merging nexus back and forth You see your sign, cross the line, signalling with a blink
And the radio's gone off the air Gives you time to think And you hear the rumble As you fumble for a cigarette And blazing through this midnight jungle Remember someone that you met And one more block; the engine talks Whispers 'home at last' It whispers 'home at last' Whispers 'home at last' It whispers 'home at last' Whispers 'home at last'
And there are diamonds on my windshield And these tears from heaven Well I'm pulling into town on the Interstate I got me a steel train in the rain And the wind bites my cheek through the wing Late nights and freeway flying Always makes me sing It always makes me sing
Diamonds At Your Feet
Composer(s): McKinley Morganfield
Performer(s): Muddy Waters; Big Bill Morganfield
She got to take sick and die one of these days She got to take sick and die oh! one of these days All the medicine I can buy, and all the doctors she can hire She got to take sick and die one of these days
When she's dead I'm gonna bury her very deep When she's dead I'm gonna bury her very deep I'm gonna bury her very deep, rubies and diamonds round her feet She got to take sick and die one of these days
I got to take sick and die one of these days She got to take sick and die oh! one of these days All the medicine she can buy, and all the doctors she can hire She got to take sick and die one of these days
She got to take sick and die one of these days She got to take sick and die one of these days All the medicine she can buy, and all the doctors she can hire She got to take sick and die one of these days
If it was me and all the powers in my hands If it was me and all the powers in my hands If it was me and all the powers laying there child in my hands She would have to go down to the promised land
