Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Mar En Fuga Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Cómo escapar cómo escapar de esta sombra que sólo se nombra en la oscuridad y echa a andar esposado a la penumbra que no se deslumbra por la claridad Cómo salir cómo salir de esta duda que todo lo anuda por contradicción sin elegir una cara de la luna pues no está en ninguna la contestación Como mar en fuga entre río y nube como mar en fuga que desciende y sube huyendo siempre de sí misma pero siempre, pero siempre la misma mar en fuga Cómo olvidar cómo olvidar la memoria que empuja a su historia a la soledad sin recordar cada noche, cada día de la biografía que va haciendo edad Cómo partir cómo partir del destrozo que queda del gozo por la destrucción sin impedir el milagro del latido que aún sueña, dormido en el corazón Como mar en fuga...
Mar E Lua Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Amaram o amor urgente As bocas salgadas pela maresia As costas lanhadas pela tempestade Naquela cidade Distante do mar Amaram o amor serenado Das noturnas praias Levantavam as saias E se enluaravam de felicidade Naquela cidade Que não tem luar Amavam o amor proibido Pois hoje é sabido Todo mundo conta Grávida de lua E outra andava nua Ávida de mar
E foram ficando marcadas Ouvindo risadas, sentindo arrepios Olhando pro rio tão cheio de lua E que continua Correndo pro mar E foram correnteza abaixo Rolando no leito Engolindo água Boiando com as algas Arrastando folhas Carregando flores E a se desmanchar E foram virando peixes Virando conchas Virando seixos Virando areia Prateada areia Com lua cheia E à beira-mar
4 Minus 3 Equals Zero Composer(s): Lonnie Williams Performer(s): George Strait
You always said you loved me And I always believed you did But now you say youre leaving And taking both of the kids
Chorus: 4 minus 3 equals zero Your leaving just dont add up Its all over for me if you go Cause Ill be nothing without your love
The babies are sleeping in the bedroom They dont know youre packing their clothes At least they didnt see me crying When you said thats the way love goes
(repeat chorus)
4 minus 3 equals zero Cause Ill be nothing without your love
4% Pantomine Composer(s): J.R. Robertson; Van Morrison Performer(s): The Band
The management said they were sorry For the inconvenience you are suffering And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy Don't book the jobs so far apart We went up to Griffith Park With a fifth of Johnny Walker red And smashed it on a rock and wept While the old couple looked on into the dark
Oh, Richard, tell me if it's poker Oh, Richard, tell me, who's got the joker and is it poker
Deuces wild, like an only child I'll see what you got. How much is in the pot You pay the tips and I'll collect the chips It's a full house tonight--everybody in town is a loser Yeah, you bet
The dealer's been dealing me bad hands From the bottom of the deck without the slightest blush And I don't know whether to call or check But right now I feel like I got a royal flush And my lady didn't show from 'Frisco But we had to go on with the show Everybody got stoned--it was a gas, it was a smash Everybody got wrecked, checked. Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, Belfast cowboy, lay your cards on the grade Oh, Belfast cowboy, can you call a spade a spade
Oh, Richard, tell me, is the game poker I can't understand who the fool is that holds this joker Is it poker
Oh, Belfast cowboy, lay your cards down on the table Oh, Belfast cowboy, do you think you're able
Mao Et Moa Composer(s): Clothaire; Nino Ferrer Performer(s): Nino Ferrer
Si je suis rapide et rusé Quand je fais mes Mao croisés Me disait un esquiMao C'est grâce à la pensée de Mao S'il est vrai que plaisir d'amour Ne dure qu'un Maoment très court Mao je dis qu'un bon Maoment Vaut bien deux cornes d'éléphants
C'est Mao que j'suis pour Mao contre Liou Chao-Chi J'ai mon bréviaire de Révolutionnaire Dans tous les bouges Moa je bois des Quarts de rouge Le quart de rouge c'est la boisson du garde rouge
Lorsque je dîne avec Thérèse Je prends des ufs durs Maonaises Thérèse prend un gelati Maotta Le chat prend du Maou pour les chats Le dimanche en Automaobile On va visiter la Sicile Ses plages et ses Maonuments Quand on rentre on est bien content
C'est Mao que j'suis pour Mao contre Liou Chao-Chi J'ai mon bréviaire de Révolutionnaire Dans tous les bouges Moa je bois des Quarts de rouge Le quart de rouge c'est la boisson du garde rouge
Si j'aime bien la marche à pied C'est à cause de la société Protectrice des Animao Qui protège mon Chamao Si la chromolithographie Engendre la Maonotonie La Maontagne ça a du bon Et c'est normal car c'est Normaond Monsieur Maorice a été maordu Par un guitariste barbu Monsieur Maorice est Maoribond Gai gai dansons le rigodon
Si je suis rapide et rusé Quand je fais mes Mao croisés
40 Jaar Composer(s): Armath; Denis Peirs Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Ik dacht dat het nooit zo ver zou komen Maar op een dag dan sta je daar 's Morgens voor je spiegel Te kijken naar je eerste grijze haar De radio brult een nieuwste topsong God, hoe heet die groep ook weer De jongste zal de naam wel kennen Want vader weet het zo niet meer Net voor je't vragen wou Brengt vrouwlief hemd en das Is het echt dezelfde vrouw Waar je ooit verliefd op was
40 jaar niet te geloven 40 jaar een zee van tijd 40 jaar voorbijgevlogen 40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
De meisjes van achttien worden alsmaar jonger Doen dingen die je zelf nooit durft te doen Je staat ze stiekem na te staren Maar je houdt je vast aan je fatsoen Je idealen zijn allang vervlogen Geen slogans meer je kijkt wel uit Je hebt te lang voor niets gevochten Links of rechts wat maakt het uit 's Avonds kom je weer eens thuis Het eten staat al klaar Straks weer geeuwen voor de buis En dan weer slapen naast elkaar
40 jaar niet te geloven 40 jaar een zee van tijd 40 jaar voorbijgevlogen 40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
40 jaar niet te geloven 40 jaar een zee van tijd 40 jaar voorbijgevlogen 40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
40 jaar niet te geloven 40 jaar een zee van tijd 40 jaar voorbijgevlogen 40 jaar je bent ze kwijt
400 Years Composer(s): Bob Marley; Peter Tosh Performer(s): Bob Marley & the Wailers; Fringe Deities; The Moods Unlimited Orch.; Rastafari Elders; Peter Tosh; The Upsetters
400 years (400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o) And its the same - The same (wo-o-o-o) philosophy Ive said its four hundred years (400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o) Look, how long (wo-o-o-o) And the people they (wo-o-o-o) still cant see Why do they fight against the poor youth of today? And without these youths, they would be gone - All gone astray
Come on, lets make a move (make a move, make a move. wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o) I can (wo-o-o-o) see time (wo-o-o-o) - time has come And if-a fools dont see (fools dont see, fools dont see. wo-o-o-o) I cant save the youth The youth (wo-o-o-o) is gonna be strong So, wont you come with me Ill take you to a land of liberty Where we can live - live a good, good life And be free
Look how long: 400 years, (400 years, 400 years) - Way too long! (wo-o-o-o) Thats the reason my people (wo-o-o-o) - my people cant see. Said, its four hundred long years - (400 years, 400 years. wo-o-o-o) Give me patience (wo-o-o-o) - same philosophy
Its been 400 years, (400 years, 400 years) Wait so long! wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o How long? 400 long, long years
Many Tears Ago Composer(s): Winfield Scott Performer(s): Connie Francis; Ray Condo & His Ricochets
They said your cheating heart will make me cry And like a fool I gave it a try I should've listened when they told me so Many many tears ago
But I could not believe the things they said Because my heart over ruled my head I should've listened when they told me so Many many tears ago
I laughed out loud when they told me That you had someone else But your cheating heart has shown me That I was foolin myself
I know it's too late for a brand new start For I have cried you out of my heart I should've listened when they told me so Many many tears ago
I laughed out loud when they told me That you had someone else But your cheating heart has shown me That I was foolin myself
I know it's too late for a brand new start For I have cried you out of my heart I should've listened when they told me so I should've listened when they told me so Many many tears ago
Many Rivers To Cross Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff Originally performed by: Jimmy Cliff Covered by various other artists
Many rivers to cross But I can`t seem to find my way over Wandering I am lost as I travel along The white cliffs of Dover Many rivers to cross and it`s only my will That keeps me alive I`ve been licked, washed up for years and I merely survive because of my pride And this loneliness won`t leave me alone It`s such a drag to be on your own My woman left and she didn't say why Well I guess I have to try Many rivers to cross but just where to begin I`m playing for time There`ll be times I find myself thinking Of committing some dreadful crime I`ve got many rivers to cross But I can`t seem to find my way over Wandering I am lost as I travel along The white cliffs of Dover Many rivers to cross and it`s only my will That keeps me alive I`ve been licked, washed up for years and I merely survive because of my pride
Now I come from the country But boy I'm a-tellin' you We treat our neighbors better Than you city-slickers do One met me on the street one day And he started pokin' fun When he asked me on which street I lived I said 40th and Plum
He said where?
Well, I said 40 miles from town And plumb back in the sticks Out where we raise gentlemen Even though you call us hicks Now you may think I'm ig-nor-ant But boy we sure have fun A-way out in the country On 40th and Plum
Well, I went into a bar one night To have myself a ball I ordered a double zombie That's the last that I recall The bartender wanted to take me home And he asked me where I's from I looked at him thru bloodshot eyes Said 40th and Plum
He said where?
Well, I said 40 miles from town And plumb back in the sticks Out where we raise gentlemen Even though you call us hicks Now you may think I'm ig-nor-ant But boy we sure have fun A-way out in the country On 40th and Plum
Well, he threw me out into the street And boy, I blew my top Somebody said you better quiet-en down I didn't know he was a cop He said, "You drunk, I'll take you home Just where did you come from?" I shoved him back, yelled in his face Said 40th and Plum
He said where?
Well, I said 40 miles from town And plumb back in the sticks Out where we raise gentlemen Even though you call us hicks Now you may think I'm ig-nor-ant But boy we sure have fun A-way out in the country On 40th and Plum
42nd Street Composer(s): Barry Hay; George Kooymans; Roelfzema Performer(s): Golden Earring
Spiraling leapers, wearing Nike sneakers Some of them laugh, some of them sing Some of them don't do a goddamn thing Trip-skipping drifters, grafters and lifters Chicks with big tits, school boys with zits Moonlight circus of earthly delights Pimpmobile cruising the soft velvet night Deals going down, midnight in town
Down into the subways, the underground tunnels A musician is playing, a drunk stumbles and mumbles Out in the park it's scary with frights Somebody shot out all the streetlights Hookers and bookies, floozies and boozers All kinds of misfits, perverts and losers Out of the limo that looks like a boat The pimp steps out in a mink fur coat Sporting a Fedora, that creates its own aura A ruby-tooth grin and a diamond stick pin A deal's going down this side of town People walk on fleet feet On the way down 42nd Street
Except for the bums, down for the count That one's dead but no one's found out And look at the bitch, with her dress up ass When she moves that thing, she must move it fast Cop with a nightstick, checking around A neon lit junkie slides to the ground Here comes a flasher, a jogger, a punk Check out that guy, drunk as a skunk Blinking, reflection, lights melt in the rain The sidewalks are empty, nothing's the same 4 A.M. people are crashing Where the hookers are huddled Colored raindrops are splashing The deals have gone down, the bimbo's split town Burned from the hustle, burned from the hype But under the lights, I'm feeling alright On 42nd Street, it's just another night
Many A New Day Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Richard Rodgers Performer(s): Joan Roberts; and various other artists
(Laurey) Why should a woman who is healthy and strong Blubber like a baby if her man goes away A-weepin' and a-wailin' how he's done her wrong? That's one thing you'll never hear me say
Never gonna think that the man I lose Is the only man among men I'll snap my fingers to show I don't care I'll buy me a brand new dress to wear I'll scrub my neck and I'll brush my hair And start all over again
Many a new face will please my eye Many a new love will find me Never have I once looked back to sigh Over the romance behind me Many a new day will dawn Before I do
Many a light lad may kiss and fly A kiss gone by is bygone Never have I asked an August sky "Where has last July gone?" Never have I wandered through the rye Wonderin' where has some guy gone Many a new day will dawn Before I do
(Together) Many a new face will please my eye Many a new love will find me Never have I once looked back to sigh Over the romance behind me Many a new day will dawn Before I do
(Laurey) Never have I chased the honeybee Who carelessly cajoled me Somebody else just as sweet as he Cheered me and consoled me Never have I wept into my tea Over the deal someone doled me
(Together) Many a new day will dawn
(Laurey) Many a red sun will set Many a blue moon will shine Before I do
(Together) Many a new face will please my eye Many a new love will find me Never have I once looked back to sigh Over the romance behind me Many a new day will dawn
(Laurey) Many a red sun will set Many a blue moon will shine Before I do
Noir C'Est Noir English & Italian Titles:
Black Is Black; Di Me Cosa Ne Sai? Composer(s): M. Pasquin; Steve Wadey; Tony Hayes Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Noir c'est noir Il n'y a plus d'espoir Oui gris c'est gris Et c'est fini, oh, oh, oh, oh Ça me rend fou j'ai cru à ton amour Et je perds tout Je suis dans le noir J'ai du mal à y croire Au gris de l'ennui Et je te crie, oh, oh, oh, oh Je ferai tout pour sauver notre amour Tout jusqu'au bout
Si un mot peut tout changer je le trouverai Il ne faut plus en douter, il faut essayer Noir c'est noir Il n'est jamais trop tard Pour moi du gris j'n'en veux plus dans ma vie, oh, oh Ça me rend fou de perdre ton amour Je te l'avoue
Maintenant pour le sauver à tout je suis prêt A l'instant de la vérité pourquoi en douter Noir c'est noir il me reste l'espoir Oui gris c'est gris je n'veux plus d'ennuis, oh, oh Ça vaut le coup de sauver notre amour Rien que pour nous De sauver notre amour Rien que pour nous
44 Stories Composer(s): Rosanne Cash; John Leventhal; Robert Burke Warren Performer(s): Rosanne Cash
Baptize her with bitter tears till she knows your pain is real Next time you see her on her knees, don't try to make a deal Don't stare her into silence, with frozen point of view 'Cause she's got 44 stories: she wants to tell them all to you
Welcome her to all your fears and trust that she will cope Give her one day of satisfaction for a thousand years of hope Don't turn to dry your eyes, and lose your chance to look 'Cause she's got 44 stories: she wants to write them in a book
Instrumental break
Wait until your mem'ry clears, then welcome her to Rome The desert of your misspent years that led you to her home Don't hold her up to sunlight, she'll melt into the blue Don't make her shout through static if you want hear the truth 'Cause she's got 44 stories She's got 44 stories She's got 44 stories: she wants to tell them all to you
Many A Mile To Freedom Composer(s): Jim Capaldi; Steve Winwood Performer(s): Traffic; Marianne Faithfull; Silver Shoes
Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well Call all my reindeer to graze here, call all my grain to grow Then together we flow like the river Then together we melt like the snow
Many a thought unanswered, many a tale to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know Then together we flow like the river And together we melt like the snow
Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know Then together we flow like the river Then together we melt like the snow
442 Glenwood Avenue Composer(s): Gary Browne; John Madara; Dave White Tricker Performer(s): The Pixies Three
After school is over, we can have some fun Bring the boys and, baby, I want you to come All my girlfriends are gonna be there (We'll be there) Let me tell you where
CHORUS: 442 Glenwood Avenue 442 Glenwood Avenue Come along, come on Just tap twice on this door 442 Glenwood Avenue
Goofy Eddie's gonna bring his ukelele Groovy Freddy's going to dance all night with Sherry I can't wait 'til I see you there (See you there) Let me tell you again, the number's
Chorus
(Fun fun fun fun) We'll turn the lights down lower (Fun fun fun fun) We'll dance a little slower (Fun fun fun fun) And when the party's over You'll walk me home Now let me hang up the phone But don't forget the number
Chorus
But don't forget the number 442 Glenwood Avenue 442 Glenwood Avenue
