Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Swallow (Spanish Version: La Golondrina) Composer(s): Thos. M. Westrup - Narciso Serradel Sevilla
Whither so swiftly the timid swallow? What distant bourne seeks her untiring wing? To reach it safe, what needle does she follow When darkness wraps the poor wee storm tossed thing? To build her nest near to my couch I'll call her Why go so far skies bright and warm to keep Safe would she be No evil should befall her For I'm an exile sad, too sad to weep My fatherland is dear but I too have left it Far am I from the spot where I was born Cheerless in life, fierce storms joy bereft it Made me an exile life-long and forlorn Come then to me, sweet feathered pilgrim stranger Oh! let me clasp you to my loving breast And lest your warbling safe from danger Unwanted tears bring relief and rest
La Giostra (The-Merry-Go-Round) Composer(s): Ellstein - Manning Performer(s): Dean Martin
(La giostra d'amore La giostra d'amore La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love)
When I want your carress And your eyes tell me yes But your lips tell me no Round in circles I go, on love's la giostra
(The merry-go-round)
With my feet off the ground On that merry-go-round I go nowhere, but fast Oh, how long will I last, on love's la giostra ?
When my head's in a spin You give out, you give in And your kisses are sweet Then my heart's at your feet, just as before Being in love is like taking a ride on a giostra La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love
(La giostra d'amore La giostra d'amore La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love)
When my head's in a spin You give out, you give in And your kisses are sweet When my heart's at your feet, just as before Being in love is like taking a ride on la giostra La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love
Ive been driving in my car, its not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in Fifty-Nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the Governor calls me a slob But I dont really care, give me some gas and the open air
Its a bit old but its mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebodys fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha
Ive been driving in my car, it dont look much but Ive been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, Ive even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, youre mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were o.k., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, Im satisfied Ive got this far
I like driving in my car, it dont look much but Ive been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, its not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, Im satisfied Ive got this far
La Gente Composer(s): Lucio Milena Performer(s): Javier Solís
La gente, te encuentro solitaria entre la gente perdida entre la burla que es hiriente la gente, la gente que murmura y que no siente lo intenso de mi amor apasionado que es llama de dolor y no pecado pues nace desde el propio corazón
La gente, y tú estás junto a mí frente a la gente luchando ante la ley ardientemente la gente, la gente que te arrastra nuevamente tratando de arrancarte de mi lado no entiende que yo estoy desesperado no quiero perderte otra vez entre la gente
La gente, y tú estás junto a mí frente a la gente luchando ante la ley ardientemente la gente, la gente que te arrastra nuevamente tratando de arrancarte de mi lado no entiende que yo estoy desesperado no quiero perderte otra vez entre la gente
Driving Wheel Composer(s): T-Bone Burnett - Billy Swan First release by: T-Bone Burnett - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
All I want is a love that's hot Can't be sold and it can't be bought Love don't try to be something it's not All I need is a love that's real Love won't rob and love won't steal Love that moves like a drivin' wheel Well, all I want is a drivin' wheel Well, all I want is a drivin' wheel All round up, is my ideal Jump!
All I want is a love that's right To hold on to with all my might Early in the morning and late at night All I need is a love that's real Love won't rob and love won't steal Love that moves like a drivin' wheel Well, all I want is a drivin' wheel All I want is a drivin' wheel All round up, is my ideal
La Génération Perdue Composer(s): Johnny Hallyday Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Les mains tendues, tu réclames ta liberté À ton père qui ne peut pas et ne veux pas comprendre Il voudrait te voir derrière son établi Un marteau en main toute ta vie Samedi soir la sortie est obligatoire Et s'arrête au cinéma
Et dans les froids moments de l'incertitude Il y a au plus profond de ta solitude Derrière les murs de l'incompréhension Un espoir rempli de passion Tu prendras l'avenir comme il te viendra Si tu veux il sera pour toi
Et dans les rues mouillées aux couleurs de l'ennui Et ce chien qui hurle au silence de la nuit Ton cur trop serré à envie d'exploser À la face d'un monde résigné Tes yeux aveuglés par l'enfance trompée S'ouvriront sur la vérité
Ta génération en veux à la terre entière Le long des routes il ne trouve que la misère Mais tes doigts sont en or et sur ta guitare Tu joueras pour sortir du noir Devant les lumières de la célébrité Tu pourras faire briller le nom Que ton père t'as donné Que ton père t'as donné Ouais, que ton père t'as donné
My sweetheart has gone and I am so lonely She said that she and I are through So I started out drinking for past time Driving nails in my coffin over you
Im just driving nails in my coffin Every time I drink a bottle of booze Im just driving nails in my coffin Lord, drivin those nails over you
Now ever since the day that we parted Well Ive been so lonely and so blue And Im always thinking of you only And I just cant quit drinking that old booze
Im just driving nails in my coffin Every time I drink a bottle of booze Im just driving nails in my coffin Lord, drivin those nails over you
Now you turned me down you dont want me Theres nothing now I can loose Im just driving those nails in my coffin And worrying my darling over you
Im just driving nails in my coffin Every time I drink a bottle of booze Im just driving nails in my coffin Lord, drivin those nails over you
Non ho nessuno a parte te che mi ha tradito come sai io mi sento un'auto che non ha non ha più il motore e mi sento un uomo che vivrà nel suo dolore nel dolore solo nel suo dolore ormai Eppur mi sento forte, sai sarà perché non odio mai di certo non dovrei soffrir così così inutilmente solamente perché hai detto un si stupidamente stupidamente con il cervello assente Amica mia quanto costa una bugia un dolore che dividiamo in due tra noi la gelosia quando arriva non va più via col silenzio tu mi rispondi che col tuo pianto tu mi rispondi che coi tuoi occhi tu mi rispondi che lo sai La gelosia più la scacci e più l'avrai tu eri mia di chi sei più no lo sai complicità ma che gran valore ha sincerità che fortuna chi ce l'ha E' qui il serpente è arrivato è qui seduto in mezzo a noi lui ti mangia il cuore come fosse un pomodoro così diventi pazzo tu o come un toro come un toro purtroppo non ragioni più Amica mia quanto costa una bugia un dolore che dividiamo In due tra noi la gelosia quando arriva non va più via col silenzio tu mi rispondi che col tuo pianto tu mi rispondi che coi tuoi occhi tu mi rispondi che lo sai La gelosia più la scacci e più l'avrai tu eri mia di chi sei più non lo sai complicità ma che gran valore ha sincerità che fortuna chi ce l'ha
Drivin' Composer(s): Ray Davies
Performer(s): The Kinks
It seems like all the world is fighting They're even talking of a war Let all the Russians and the Chinese And the Spanish do their fighting The sun is shining We're going drivin', drivin'
Drop all your work Leave it behind Forget all your problems And get in my car And take a drive with me
The sandwiches are packed The tea is in the flask We've plenty of beer And gooseberry tarts So take a drive with me
We'll take your mother if you want to We'll have a picnic on the grass Forget your nephews And your cousins and your brothers and your sisters They'll never miss us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'
Thousands of trees Hundreds of fields Millions of birds So why don't you come And take a drive with me
We'll talk to the cows And laugh at the sheep We'll lie in a field And we'll have a sleep So take a drive with me
And all the troubled world around us Seems an eternity away And all the debt collectors Rent collectors All will be behind us But they'll never find us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'
Passed Barnet Church Up to Potters Bar We won't be home late It's not very far So take a drive with me, take a drive with me Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'
La Gaviota Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Corrían los días de fines de guerra y había un soldado regresando intacto intacto del frío mortal de la tierra intacto de flores de horror en su cuarto
Elevó los ojos, respiró profundo la palabra cielo se hizo en su boca y como si no hubiera más en el mundo por el firmamento pasó una gaviota
Gaviota, gaviota, vals del equilibrio cadencia increíble, llamada en el hombro Gaviota, gaviota, blancura del lirio aire y bailarina, gaviota de asombro
¿A dónde te marchas, canción de la brisa tan rápida, tan detenida disparo en la sien y metralla en la risa gaviota que pasa y se lleva la vida?
Corrían los días de fines de guerra pasó una gaviota volando, volando lento, como un tiempo de amor que se cierra imperio de ala, de cielo y de cuándo
Gaviota, gaviota, vals del equilibrio cadencia increíble, llamada en el hombro Gaviota, gaviota, blancura del lirio aire y bailarina, gaviota de asombro
Corrían los días de fines de guerra pasó una gaviota volando y el que anduvo intacto rodó por la tierra huérfano, desnudo, herido, sangrando
Drives Me Wild Composer(s): Lee Brilleaux - John Martin - Gypie Mayo - John B. Sparks
Performer(s): Dr. Feelgood
Well I mean You look good to me Something you got Has got a hold of me
But honey, baby what can I say I can't help it you don't run away Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild
You're big for your size you look young for your age You hurt my sides when I close to your face
But honey, baby what can I say I can't help ityou don't run away Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild
Well I mean You look good to me Something you got Has got a hold of me
But honey, baby what can I say I can't help it you don't run away Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild
La Gaviota Composer(s): D.R.A. Performer(s): Raphael
Que Vientos Desmemoriados Vuelas Cruzando Que Cielo Vas Persiguiendo Gaviota Que Vas Llevando Gaviota Sigue Volando Gaviota Que Iras Muriendo Desde Detras De Los Mares La Vida Mueres Volando
Yo Volare Con Tu Vuelo Desde Tus Alas Prestadas Mis Horizontes, Mis Playas Y Mis Arenas Perdidas Gaviota De Mis Mareas Como Mi Sueño Dormida Cuando Volaba A Tu Lado Cuando Era Niño Y Soñaba
Drive My Car ((French Version: Tu Peux t'en Aller (Les Chanceliers) - 1966))
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Asked a girl what she wanted to be She said "baby can't you see I wanna be famous, a star of the screen But you do something in between"
"Baby, you can drive my car yes, I'm gonna be a star Baby you can drive my car And maybe I'll love you"
I told that girl that my prospects were good And she said "baby it's understood Working for peanuts is all very fine But I can show you a better time"
"Baby, you can drive my car yes, I'm gonna be a star Baby you can drive my car And maybe I'll love you" Beep beep mm beep beep, yeah
"Baby, you can drive my car yes, I'm gonna be a star Baby you can drive my car And maybe I'll love you" br> I told that girl I could start right away And she said "listen baby I've got something to say I got no car and it's breaking my heart But I've found a driver and that's a start"
"Baby, you can drive my car yes, I'm gonna be a star Baby you can drive my car And maybe I'll love you" Beep beep mm beep beep, yeah Beep beep mm beep beep, yeah Beep beep mm beep beep, yeah
La Gadoue Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg First release by: Petula Clark
Du mois de septembre au mois d'août foudrait des bottes de caoutchouc pour patauger dans la gadoue une à une les gouttes d'eau me dégoulinent dans le dos nous pataugeons dans la gadoue vivons un peu sous le ciel gris-bleu d'amour et d'eau de pluie et puis mettons en marche les essuie-glaces et rentrons à Paris ça nous changera pas d'ici nous garderons nos parapluies nous retrouverons la gadoue il fait un temps abominable Heureusement tu as ton imperméable et ça n'empêche pas la gadoue il fallait venir jusqu'ici pour jouer les amoureux transis et patauger dans la gadoue vivons un peu sous le ciel gris-bleu d'amour et d'eau de pluie et puis mettons en marche les essuie-glaces et rentrons à Paris L'année prochaine nous irons dans un pays où il fait beau et nous oublierons la gadoue
La France De Mon Enfance Composer(s): Didier Barbelivien - Enrico Macias Performer(s): Enrico Macias
La France de mon enfance N'était pas en territoire de France Perdue au soleil du côté d'Alger C'est elle la France où je suis né
La France de mon enfance Juste avant son rêve d'indépendance Elle était fragile comme la liberté La France celle où je suis né Le soleil n'était pas celui de Marseille Ma province n'était pas ta Provence Je savais déjà que rien n'était pareil Et pourtant mon cur était en France
La France de mon enfance Mon pays ma terre ma préférence Avait une frontière Méditerranée C'est elle la France où je suis né
La France de mon enfance N'avait pas tous ces murs de silence Elle vivait en paix sous les oliviers La France, celle où je suis né
On avait l'accent d'une région lointaine On était perdu comme en Lorraine A l'école on apprenait la différence Mais c'était la même histoire de France
La France de mon enfance Par amour, par désobéissance Son prénom était un nom étranger C'est elle la France où je suis né
La France de mon enfance Moi je pleure encore de son absence Elle était française on l'a oublié La France, celle où je suis né
Drip Drop Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller
First release by: The Drifters - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists
Hey, the roof is leakin and the rains fallin on my head it wont stop The roof is leakin and the rains fallin on my head I need a mop I cried so hard, teardrops on my bed, drippity-drop (yes)
She packed up her bags and she moved out on the midnight train (drip drip) shes got no brain (drippity-drop) She packed up her bag and she moved out on the midnight train, (drip drip) the girls insane (drippity-drop) She took my heart, tears rollin down my drain (drip drip) just like rain (drippity-drop)
My buddy come to see me to give me a tip, tip, tip I said now listen here friend, I tell ya Im hip, hip, hip Why dont ya mind your own business, shut your lip, lip, lip I know when my girls gimme me the slip, slip, slip
I said the roof is leakin, rains fallin on my head (drip drip) oh yeah (drippity-drop) I cried so hard, teardrops on my bed, on the floor (drippity-drop) thats what I said
Heh, (drip-drip) Heh, (drippity drop)
Well, my buddy come to see me to give me a tip, tip, tip I said now listen here friend, I tell ya Im hip, hip, hip Why dont ya mind your own business, close your lip, lip, lip I know when my girls gimme me the slip, slip, slip
I said the roof is leakin rains fallin on my head (drip-drip) drippity drop (drip-drip) Well, I cried so hard, tears flowin on my bed (drip-drip) On the floor (drippity drop) on the rug, and on the wall yeah
