Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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La Notte ((French & Spanish Versions: La Nuit (by Salvatore Adamo); La Noche (by Raphael)) Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo; Mina
Se il giorno posso non pensarti la notte maledico te e quando infine spunta l'alba c'e' solo il vuoto intorno a me La notte tu mi appari immensa, invano tento di afferrarti ma ti diverti a tormentarmi, la notte tu mi fai impazzir La notte mi fai impazzir, mi fai impazzir
E la tua voce fende il buio, dove cercarti? Non lo so!... Ti vedo e torna la speranza, ti voglio tanto bene ancor Per un istante riappari, mi chiami e tendi le mani ma il mio sangue si fa ghiaccio quando ridendo ti allontani La notte mi fai impazzir, mi fai impazzir
Il giorno splende in piena pace e la tua immagine scompar Felice tu ritrovi l'altro, quell'altro che mi fa impazzir La notte mi fai impazzir, mi fai impazzir
Baby Come Close
Composer(s): Smokey Robinson - Marvin Tarplin - Pamela Moffett
Performer(s): Smokey Robinson; MoKenStef
Turn the lights down low, baby come close Put your hand in mine, oh please be kind Let me touch your heart, let the fire start Oooo so warm, so warm
Soft music plays, please sit down and stay Put your trust in me, let this love be This is for real, let time stand still Oooo so warm, so warm Turn the lights down low, baby come close Oooo so warm, so warm So warm, so warm
Oooo turn the lights down low, baby come close Let dreams come true for me and you We won't regret, we won't forget Oooo so warm, so warm, yeah yeah So warm, so warm so warm
La Nostalgie Camarade Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Qu'est-ce qui t'as pris bordel de casser la cabane De ce panoupanou, puis sortir ton canif Ouvrir le bide au primitif Qui débarquait de sa savane
La nostalgie camarade, la nostalgie camarade
Qu'est ce qui t'as fait prendre cette fille diaphane Contre son gré et sous ses griffes Des regrets tu réponds négatif Mieux encore tu ricanes
La nostalgie camarade, la nostalgie camarade
Qu'est-ce qui te prend mon sucre de canne De te klaxonner la gueule sombrer sur les récifs De ta mémoire et revoir ton passif En respirant la colophane
La nostalgie camarade, la nostalgie camarade
Il s'en passe des choses sous ton crâne Rasé c'est plein de tristesse et de kif Tu te vois encore en tenue léopard bourrée d'explosifs Sauter de ton aéroplane
La Bastille Composer(s): Jacques Brel Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Mon ami, qui croit que tout doit changer Crois-tu le droit d'aller tuer les bourgeois Si tu crois encore qu'il nous faut descendre Dans le creux des rues pour monter au pouvoir Si tu crois encore au rêve du grand soir Et que nos ennemis, il faut aller les pendre
Dis-le toi désormais Même s'il est sincère Aucun rêve jamais Ne mérite une guerre On a détruit la Bastille Et ça n'a rien arrangé On a détruit la Bastille Quand il fallait nous aimer
Mon ami, qui croit, que rien ne doit changer Te crois-tu le droit de vivre et de penser en bourgeois Si tu crois encore qu'il nous faut défendre Un bonheur acquis au prix d'autres bonheurs Si tu crois encore que c'est parce qu'ils ont tort Que les gens te saluent plutôt que de te pendre
Dis-le toi désormais Même s'il est sincère Aucun rêve jamais Ne mérite une guerre On a détruit la Bastille Et ça n'a rien arrangé On a détruit la Bastille Quand il fallait nous aimer
Mon ami, je crois que tout peut s'arranger Sans cris sans effroi même sans insulter les bourgeois L'avenir dépend des révolutionnaires Mais se moque bien des petits révoltés L'avenir ne veut ni feu ni sang ni guerre Ne sois pas de ceux-là qui vont nous les donner
Hâtons-nous d'espérer Marchons aux lendemains Tendons une main Qui ne soit pas fermée On a détruit la Bastille Et ça n'a rien arrangé On a détruit la Bastille Ne pourrait-on pas s'aimer
Baby Come Back
Composer(s): Copp - Harders - Appleyard
Performer(s): The Hollies
There are times when I envision I could almost be like you
And I love your disposition everyday there's something new
And I always find you playing where I never venture to
All these things drive me crazy
And I love you when you're mad
Now it seems you've gone away now
Are you lost or coming back
Baby come back
know that it's wrong
Baby come back
Shouldn't be alone
Baby come back
Baby come back
There are times no words are spoken still I know just what you meant
'Cause my heart is always open to your every sentiment
And the urgency to see you has my mind a little bent
All these things drive me crazy
And I love you when you're mad
Now it seems you've gone away now
Are you lost or coming back
See how she runs
Life can be rough when you need a little love
Ain't it good to have a place called home
If there's not what you need but you need some room to breathe
Now you shouldn't go so far
'Cause there's room here in my heart
All these things drive me crazy
And I love you when you're mad
Now it seems you've gone away now
Are you lost or coming back
{My baby's a cat baby's a cat
Listen to me I miss you so
Run run it's everybody's fun
Run run run she runs away
Baby come back}
repeat
La Non-Demande Au Marriage Composer(s): Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Ma mie, de grâce, ne mettons Pas sous la gorge à Cupidon Sa propre flèche Tant d'amoureux l'ont essayé Qui, de leur bonheur, ont payé Ce sacrilège...
J'ai l'honneur de Ne pas te demander ta main Ne gravons pas Nos noms au bas D'un parchemin
Laissons le champs libre à l'oiseau Nous seront tous les deux prisonniers sur parole Au diable les maîtresses queux Qui attachent les curs aux queues Des casseroles!
J'ai l'honneur de Ne pas te demander ta main Ne gravons pas Nos noms au bas D'un parchemin
Vénus se fait vielle souvent Elle perd son latin devant La lèchefrite À aucun prix, moi je ne veux Effeuiller dans le pot-au-feu La marguerite
J'ai l'honneur de Ne pas te demander ta main Ne gravons pas Nos noms au bas D'un parchemin
On leur ôte bien des attraits En dévoilant trop les secrets De Mélusine L'encre des billets doux pâlit Vite entre les feuillets des livres de cuisine
J'ai l'honneur de Ne pas te demander ta main Ne gravons pas Nos noms au bas D'un parchemin
Il peut sembler de tout repos De mettre à l'ombre, au fond d'un pot De confiture La jolie pomme défendue Mais elle est cuite, elle a perdu Son goût "nature"
J'ai l'honneur de Ne pas te demander ta main Ne gravons pas Nos noms au bas D'un parchemin
De servante n'ai pas besoin Et du ménage et de ses soins Je te dispense Qu'en éternelle fiancée À la dame de mes pensées Toujours je pense
J'ai l'honneur de Ne pas te demander ta main Ne gravons pas Nos noms au bas D'un parchemin
Baby Come Back
Composer(s): Peter Beckett - John Crowley
Performer(s): Player
and multiple other artists
Spending all my nights, all my money going out on the town Doing anything just to get you off of my mind But when the morning comes, I'm right back where I started again Trying to forget you is just a waste of time
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see There was something in everything about you Baby come back, you can blame it all on me I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
All day long, wearing a mask of false bravado Trying to keep up the smile that hides a tear But as the sun goes down, I get that empty feeling again How I wish to God that you were here
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see There was something in everything about you Baby come back, you can blame it all on me I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
Now that I put it all together Give me the chance to make you see Have you used up all the love in your heart Nothing left for me, ain't there nothing left for me
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see There was something in everything about you Baby come back, listen, you can blame it all on me I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
I was wrong, and I just can't live
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see There was something in everything about you Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
Baby, Come Back Composer(s): Eddy Grant First release by: The Equals - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Come back Baby, come back Baby, come back Baby, come back
This is the first time until today That you have run away I'm asking you for the first time Love me enough to stay (all right) Hey (all right) Hey (all right!) Hey, yeah
Come back Baby, come back Baby, come back Baby, come back
There ain't no use in you crying 'Cause I'm more hurt than you I shoulda not been out flirting But now my love is true Ooh (all right) Ooh (okay!) Ooh, yeah
Come back Baby, come back Baby, come back Baby, come back
Come back, baby, don't you leave me Baby, baby, don't go Oh, won't you give me a second chance Baby, I love you so (all right) Oh (oh, yeah) Oh (ok) Oh, yeah
Come back I said baby, come back I said baby, come back Oh won't you please come back Oh won't you please come back
La Noche Me Gusta Composer(s): Miguel Bosé Performer(s): Miguel Bosé
La noche se anuncia caliente Me tienta y a ver que me da Me vende a buen precio el peligro Me reta, me vence y se va La noche no apaga el infierno No teme la furia de Dios No esconde venganza en sus ojos Y no tiene palabra de honor La noche me gusta Me gusta lo bueno Lo bueno es pecado Y el resto no es malo Lo bueno es tan malo que E gusta lo bueno y Me gusta lo malo, sí Me gusta No pacto, no escucho, no acepto Y a cambio de nada te ví No quise, no pude, no supe no no no no Y te dije que sí Pero un sí irresistible Grande como una casa Con ventanas y vistas Muy cerquita del cielo De una vida tan corta Que no sabe que le va a pasar Una vida que busca, que respira Y que no olvida lo que es bueno De una vida tan libre Que no entiendo adonde quiere ir Y unas alas tan tercas tan audaces Tan osadas tan ligeras ....¡y a volar! Camino con pasos ligeros No sé cuantos doy, los que doy Me lleva palante la historia No estando, ni estuve, ni estoy A lo puro y lo casto Se los come un te quiero Y me voy vida abajo Caminito al infierno De una vida tan corta Que no sabe que le va a pasar Una vida que busca, que respira Y que no olvida lo que es bueno De una vida tan libre Que no entiendo adonde quiere ir Y unas alas tan tercas, tan audaces Tan osadas, tan ligeras ...¡ y a volar!
Baby Come And Get It
Composer(s): James Ingram - Barry Mann - Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): The Pointer Sisters
Baby, come Baby, come Come and get it
You call me up at 2 in the morning Honey, ya' burnin' up the telephone wire You say you can't wait till tomorrow And that you need me to put out your fire, ooh, hoo, hoo
I say, "Now, now, now, now sweet darlin' You sure want a lot for your dime" Then you talk so, so sweet and dirty You drive me right out of my mind
I wanna tell you, "No" But there I go again sayin'
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it Come and get it while it's hot (Ha, ha, ha)
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it You always get the best I got
I swear that every time is the last time 'Cause I know there ain't no future in this And then from the heart of the darkness Comes that call that I can never resist, ooh, hoo, hoo
I say now, now, now, now sweet darlin' Why can't you leave me some pride Then you whisper, "'Cause baby, I need you" And I go all to pieces inside
I wanna tell you, "No" But there I go again sayin'
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it Come and get it while it's hot (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it You always get the best I got
Come and get it Ha, ha, ha, ha Come and get it
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it
I say now, now, now, now sweet darlin' Why can't you leave me some pride Then you whisper, "'Cause baby, I need you" And it tears me all to pieces inside
I wanna tell you, "No" But there I go again sayin'
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it Come and get it while it's hot (Ha, ha, ha)
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it You always get the best I got (Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)
Come and get it You drive me out of my mind
Baby, come Baby, come and get it Come and get
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it Come and get it while it's hot (Ha, ha, ha)
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it You always get the best I got (Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it Come and get it while it's hot (Ha, ha, ha)
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it You always get the best I got
Come and get it
Baby, come and get it Baby, come and get it If you want it
Baby, come Baby, come Come on over
Baby, come Baby, come I'll do it with you on the phone Come and get it
Baby, come Baby, come Yeah
Baby, come Baby, come Come and get it, baby
Baby, come and get it I know it's late, but I can't wait
Baby, come Baby, come and get it Come and get it
Baby, come and get it Come and get it, baby Come and get it
I'll leave the front light on to let you know I'm home Baby, come Baby, come
La Noche Más Linda Del Mundo Composer(s): Lolita de la Colina Performer(s): Raphael
Y yo llegué a tu casa temblando de miedo Y te pedí el perdón que yo nunca concedo Te confesé que no conseguí reemplazarte Y penetre en tu alcoba después de besarte Tus besos eran soles, tus manos puñales Tu sonrisa y la mía se dijeron 'te quiero' Y brotaron las frases poco tradicionales En una mujer libre y un hombre soltero Y esa fue la noche más linda del mundo Aunque nos durara tan sólo un segundo Más no me arrepiento porque aquel momento Lo llevo grabado en mi pensamiento Tu lecho en mi memoria, amigos ya viejos El reloj de pared y la puerta de espejos Nos vieron otra vez a los dos reflejados Cometiendo uno a uno nuestros siete pecados Me bebí de tu cuerpo la sal y la savia Con una mezcla extraña de amor y de rabia Primero nos amamos y luego lloramos Y al final por exceso de amor nos separamos
Si on était à Chicago
Si c'était la prohibition
Je ne donnerais pas cher de ta peau
Tu ferais bien de faire attention
Si on était à Chicago
Tu serais tout petit devant moi
Tu tremblerais de bas en haut
Voici ce qu'on dirait de moi
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone c'est moi
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone c'est moi
Si on était à Chicago
Et si tu voulais me quitter ah ah
Je te ferais des p'tits trous dans la peau
Je te ferais le cur en pointillés
Si tu voulais partir un jour
Nos adieux seraient très touchants
Et tu t'en irais mon amour
Le cur tranquille les pieds devant
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone c'est moi
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone c'est moi
Si on était à Chicago
Ça ne serait pas comme aujourd'hui
Tu me couvrirais de cadeaux
Tu serais beaucoup plus gentil
Mais on n'est pas à Chicago
Prend garde pourtant mon amour
Tu exagères tu en fais trop
Je pourrais devenir un jour
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone c'est moi
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone
Baby, baby Capone c'est moi
La Noche
((French & Italian Versions: La Nuit (by Salvatore Adamo); La Notte (by Salvatore Adamo))
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo - J. Córcega
Performer(s): Raphael
Tu Amor De Noche Me Llego Y Un Claro Dia Se Me Fue Maldigo El Sol Que Se Llevo Tus Juramentos Y Mi Fe
Tu Amor El Dia Me Hace Odiar La Noche Apaga Mi Rencor Porque Ella Viene A Recordarme Que No Soy Nada Sin Tu Amor
La Noche Me Hace Envolver, Enloquecer
La Noche Calma Mi Ansiedad Porque Te Espero Y Creo En Ti Que Me Atormenta Sin Piedad Que Lo Eres Todo Para Mi
De Noche Sueño Nuestro Ayer Y Cuando Me Llega El Despertar Yo Te Maldigo Sin Querer Y Es Que Te Quiero A Mi Pesar
La Noche Me Hace Envolver, Enloquecer
En Vano Liento Mi Rencor Y Espero El Dia Para Odiar La Noche Me Hace Recordar Que No Soy Nada Sin Tu Amor
Baby, Can I Change Your Mind
Composer(s): Lonesome Dave Peverett
Performer(s): Foghat
Tell me that I'm dreaming, girl I hope I am All this talk of leaving, it's hard to understand I thought I heard you whisper, something 'bout goodbye I thought I saw you walk away, but I never heard you cry
When I wake up this time, baby, will you still be gone? Or will you be here by my side, saying, "Baby, you're the one"?
I remember talking deep into the night Stumbling over simple words that refused to come out right
When you said your mind was made up, nothing I could say Was it such a hard decision, for you to walk away?
Now I'm crying, I have a reason to I keep on trying Moving down the line I'm not too far behind Don't treat me so unkind Baby can I change your mind?
Now I still remember cold November nights Willing to surrender, knowing it was right
Love me while the fire was burning It felt so warm inside The flame of love was shining brightly It never should have died
Now I'm crying, I have a reason to I keep on trying Moving down the line I'm not too far behind Don't treat me so unkind Baby can I change your mind?
Baby Boy
Composer(s): Mary Kay Place
Performer(s): Mary Kay Place
Well, I never will forget the first time that we met Dancin' squares and a do-si-do-in' at the V.F. Hall He was old as my pappy, but that didn't make me unhappy He was cute as the dickens, just a doll
Had no hair on your head, but a lot above your lip You was all dressed up in cowboy corduroy Felt my soul start a thrashin' and my heart-strings a lashin' I knew I had found my Baby Boy
Baby Boy, Baby Boy Sweet Charlie, you're my big ol' Baby Boy Well, you're my life and you're my joy You're my precious bedtime toy Sweet Charlie, you're my big ol' Baby Boy
Later on that night you asked me would it be all right If you took me for a bit to the Tas-tee Freeze Well, we shared some chunky tuna, then we kissed under the moon-a And I knew forever we'd be thick as fleas
And then quicker than a wink I said, "Now, Baby Boy, I think It's time we tied the knot, said nupital vows" My folks cried, "Cradle robber!", I said, "Please, he's my heart-throbber The Lord wants us together here and now"
Baby Boy, Baby Boy Sweet Charlie, you're my big ol' Baby Boy Well, you're my life and you're my joy You're my precious bedtime toy Sweet Charlie, you're my big ol' Baby Boy)
Ev'ry single day I count my blessings and I say "Thank you, Lord for sending me my Baby Boy" Life with him's a pleasure and there's no way I can measure All the love I feel inside for Baby Boy
And I just found out today that our baby's on the way An expression of our love and of our joy Well, a girl would be delightin' and, oh, it sure would be excitin' To have my Baby Boy's baby boy
Baby Boy, Baby Boy Sweet Charlie, you're my big ol' Baby Boy Well, you're my life and you're my joy You're my precious bedtime toy Sweet Charlie, you're my big ol' Baby Boy
La Négresse Blonde Composer(s): Michel Berger Performer(s): France Gall
Une étincelle Dans l'univers gris et pastel D'où vient-elle Est-ce un mélange artificiel Elle avance Blonde comme l'or noire comme l'ébène Comme une évidence Poussière d'étoile tombée du ciel
Nulle part dans le monde Jamais personne ne bouge comme elle Être une négresse blonde Couleur de la terre Du soleil C'est tout naturel Et c'est tout Et c'est tout Naturel Et c'est tout Et c'est si Naturel
Les racines de ce mystérieux platine On l'imagine Sont dans le mélange des origines Dans le swing Du blues singer qu'on déracine Dans la ligne De l'élégante ballerine
Nulle part dans le monde Jamais personne ne bouge comme elle Être une négresse blonde Couleur de la terre Du soleil C'est tout naturel Et c'est tout Et c'est tout Naturel Et c'est tout Et c'est si Naturel
Et c'est tout Et c'est tout Naturel Et c'est tout Et c'est si Naturel
Baby Blue
Composer(s): Danny Gulino - Valerian F. Lagueux
Performer(s): The Echoes
B-b-a-b-y, b-b-l-u-e B-b-a-b-y, b-b-l-u-e
You're my Baby Blue (baby blue) That's what I call you You know what to do (what to do) With those eyes of blue Ba-a-a-a-by blu-u-ue I-I-I love yo-ou-ou, I do (b-b-a-b-y, b-b-l-u-e)
Are you really wise? (really wise) Do you realize That those devil eyes (devil eyes) Are bluer than the skies? Ba-a-a-a-by blu-u-ue I-I-I love yo-ou-ou, I do (b-b-a-b-y, Baby Blue, ooh, ohh)
I don't call you "Honey" even though you're sweet It's really not the name for you-ou-ou Sweetheart, angel, lover, all are incomplete Only one name will do-ooh-ooh-ooh
So I'm tellin' you (tellin' you) Though you're seventeen You will always be (always be) Baby Blue to me Ba-a-a-a-by blu-u-ue I-I-I love yo-ou-ou, I do (b-b-a-b-y, b-b-l-u-e)
