Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Opzij Composer(s): Herman van Veen; Erik van der Wurff Performer(s): Herman van Veen
Opzij opzij opzij, maak plaats maak plaats maak plaats Wij hebben ongelofelijke haast Opzij opzij opzij, want wij zijn haast te laat We hebben maar een paar minuten tijd
We moeten rennen, springen, vliegen, duiken, vallen, opstaan en weer doorgaan We kunnen nu niet blijven, we kunnen nu niet langer blijven Een andere keer misschien, dan blijven we wel slapen En kunnen dan misschien als het echt moet Wat over koetjes, voetbal en de lotto praten Nou dag tot ziens, adieu het gaat je goed
We moeten rennen, springen, vliegen, duiken, vallen, opstaan en weer doorgaan We kunnen nu niet blijven, we kunnen nu niet langer blijven Een andere keer misschien, dan blijven we wel slapen En kunnen dan misschien als het echt moet Wat over koetjes, voetbal en de lotto praten Nou dag tot ziens, adieu het gaat je goed
Opus One Composer(s): Sid Garris; Sy Oliver Performer(s): The Mills Brothers
Oh! baby, I'm rackin' my brain, to think of a name To give to this tune, so Perry can croon And maybe old Bing will give it a fling And that'll start everyone hummin' the thing
The melody's dumb, repeat and repeat But if you can swing, it's got a good beat And that's the main thing, to make it complete 'Cause everyone's swingin' today
So we call it Opus One, it's not for Sammy Kaye, hey, hey, hey Opus One, it's got to swing, not sway, baby
If Mr. Les Brown can make it renowned And Ray Anthony could rock it for me There's never a doubt, you'll knock yourself out Whenever you get near Opus One
Midnight Bus Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk Performer(s): John D. Loudermilk and various other artists
Me and my baby, we got on the midnight bus Pulled out of Durham and left in a cloud of dust Headed for the border of North and South Caroline This time tomorrow she'll be mine
After we had ridden for a while on the midnight bus We fell out and had an awful fuss Said goodbye, I pulled the buzzer chord I got off and the driver slammed the door
Standin' in the highway, holdin' my suitcase tight Watching that midnight bus pull out of sight She's gone, my baby's gone and I'm alone
Left and lost my baby on the midnight bus Left and lost my baby on the midnight bus She's gone, my baby's gone and I'm alone
Opus 17 (Don't You Worry 'Bout Me) Composer(s): Sandy Linzer; Denny Randell Performer(s): Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons
I can see There ain't no room for me You're only holdin' up your heart in sympathy If there's another man Then girl I understand Go on and take his hand And don't you worry 'bout me I'll be blue And I'll be cryin' too But girl you know I only want what's best for you What good is all my pride If our true love has died Go on and be his bride And don't you worry 'bout me
I'll be strong I'll try to carry on Although you know it won't be easy when you're gone I'll always think of you The tender love we knew But somehow I'll get through So don't you worry 'bout me Ooo-oo Baby Sweetie pie Before you say goodbye Remember if he ever leaves you high and dry Don't cry alone in pain Don't ever feel ashamed If you want me again Just don't you worry 'bout me I love you No matter what you do I'll spend my whole life waitin' if you want me too And if this is goodbye You know I'd rather die Than let you see me cry 'Cause then you'd worry 'bout me
I'll be strong I'll try to carry on Although you know it won't be easy when your gone I'll always think of you The tender love we knew But somehow I'll get through So don't you worry 'bout me I'll be strong I'll try to carry on Although you know it won't be easy when your gone I'll always think of you The tender love we knew But somehow I'll get through So don't you worry 'bout me
Midnight Blue Composer(s): Carole Bayer Sager; Melissa Manchester Originally performed by: Melissa Manchester Covered by various other artists
Whatever it is, it'll keep 'til the morning Haven't we both got better things to do? Midnight Blue Even though simple things become rough Haven't we had enough?
And I think we can make it One more time If we try... One more time for all the old times
For all of the times you told me you need me Needing me now is something I could use Midnight Blue. Wouldn't you give your hand to a friend? Maybe it's not the end
And I think we can make it One more time If we try... One more time for all the old times
Wouldn't you give your heart to a friend? Think of me as your friend
I think we can make it If we try Looks like we can make it If we try...
Midnight Avenue Performer(s): The Sutherland Brothers Band
In the midnight avenue That's when you think of what's to do Decide it's best to use more force But then it never works out of course
All the things you look upon Just to watch them till they're gone The ones you know you can't afford But still you try to buy with words In the midnight avenue
On a windswept open beach The kind that's always out of reach To meet an ocean where it ends The old eternal poet's friend
Make your peace with what you will Your life depends upon your skill In keeping lovers at your call And sharing each with one and all In the midnight avenue
If your spirit flies away And they tell you it's gone to stay Will you die and call it a day Or will you live a different way
When the crystals smash your brain Will you think of love, oh yeah Will you think of paradise Will you hope it turns out nice In the midnight avenue
Got a Chopin crazy black That took a sleigh ride, oh yeah Gone in the asteroid, oh yeah
All the things you've looked upon Just to watch them till they're gone The ones you know you can't afford But still you try to buy with words In the midnight avenue
Öppna Landskap English Title: Open Landscapes Composer(s): Ulf Lundell Performer(s): Ulf Lundell
Jag trivs bäst i öppna landskap,nära havet vill jag bo några månader om året, så att själen kan få ro Jag trivs bäst i öppna landskap, där vindarna får fart Där lärkorna slår högt i skyn, och sjunger underbart Där bränner jag mitt brännvin själv, och kryddar med Johannesört och dricker det med välbehag, till sill och hembakt vört Jag trivs bäst i öppna landskap, nära havet vill jag bo
Jag trivs bäst i fred och frihet, för både kropp och själ ingen kommer in i min närhet, som stänger in och stjäl Jag trivs bäst när dagen bräcker, och fälten fylls av ljus när tuppar gal på avstånd, när det är långt till närmsta hus Men ändå så pass nära, att en tyst och stilla natt när man sitter under stjärnorna, kan höra festens skratt Jag trivs bäst i fred och frihet, för både kropp och själ
Jag trivs bäst när havet svallar, och måsarna ger skri när stranden fylls med snäckskal, med havsmusik uti När det klara och det enkla, får råda som det vill när ja, är ja, och nej, är nej,och tvivlet tiger still Då binder jag en krans av löv, och lägger den runt närmaste sten där runor ristats för vår skull, nån gång för länge sen Jag trivs bäst när havet svallar, och måsarna ger skri
Opinion Publique Composer(s): Henri Contet; Marguerite Monnot Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Son histoire a commencé Par marcher derrière son dos Et rentrer dans les cafés En parlant à demi-mots Et, pendant qu'il buvait Son histoire s'en allait En laissant comme pourboire Des "on dit" sur les comptoirs...
On dit qu'il a... On dit qu'il est... On dit qu'il a fait... A fait ceci, a fait cela... Et qu'il a dit ça...
Les maisons de sa ville Ont les yeux de rideaux Blancs regards qui le filent Et se clouent dans son dos C'est la ronde assassine Qui l'étouffe et l'efface Met son cur en vitrine Et son nom sur la glace
On dit qu'il a... On dit qu'il est... On dit qu'il a fait... A fait ceci, a fait celà... Et qu'il a dit ça... Non! Il a dit ça? Oui, il a dit ça!
Et le monde l'a couché Dans le lit des malfaisants L'a bordé d'un débauché D'un tricheur, d'un impuissant Son histoire continue A parler dans les rues Lui fabrique une vie Qu'on affiche à la mairie...
On dit qu'il a... On dit qu'il est... On dit qu'il a fait... A fait ceci, a fait cela... Et qu'il a dit ça...
Un couteau de méfiance Est planté parce que On l'achève en silence Avec des "parce que" En quatre, on découpe On le pend sur la place On le brûle, on le coupe En morceaux de grimaces...
On dit qu'il a... On dit qu'il est... On dit qu'il a fait... A fait ceci, a fait cela Et qu'il a dit ça... Non! Il a dit ça? Oui, il a dit ça!
Mais c'est dur à supporter Un salaud préfabriqué Qu'on habille de votre peau Et qui porte vos chapeaux Un beau jour, il s'est mis Au milieu des "on dit" Sur la place du marché De sa ville endimanchée
On dit qu'il a... On dit qu'il est... On dit qu'il a fait... Il a crié: "Mais c'est pas vrai !" C'est pas vrai! C'est pas vrai !
Ils ont fait la pirouette Et, la main dans la main Leur esprit de girouette A changé de refrain Ils avaient un coupable Ils en font un mécène Le voilà formidable Mais les mots sont les mêmes
On dit qu'il a... On dit qu'il est... On dit qu'il a fait... A fait ceci, a fait cela... Et qu'il a dit ça... Non! Il a dit ça? Oui, il a dit ça! Il a dit ça, il a dit ça, il a dit ça Il a dit ça, il a dit ça, il a dit ça Il a dit ça... Oui, il a dit ça! Non!!! Oui!...
Midnight French Title: Reviens, Je T'Aime Composer(s): Johannes Bouwens Originally performed by: George Baker Covered by various other artists
I'm sittin' on the station Gar du Nord I'm waitin' for a train that never comes For me there is no future and no past I only think about the days we had
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to see my baby Waitin' for a time to kiss my lady now
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to kiss my honey Waitin' for a time to spend my money now
Revien, cherie, quand tu m'aimes I want to lead you in my loneliness The rain is fallin' and the leaves are fallin' down And so I wait to see you here around
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to see my baby Waitin' for a time to kiss my lady now
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to kiss my honey Waitin' for a time to spend my money now
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to see my baby Waitin' for a time to kiss my lady now
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to kiss my honey Waitin' for a time to spend my money
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to see my baby Waitin' for a time to see my baby Waitin' for a time to kiss my lady now
Waiting 'till midnight Waitin' for a time to kiss my honey Waitin' for a time to spend my money now
Ophélie
Composer(s): J. Goldbird; C. Juwens; P. Loiseau Performer(s): Dave
Elle se croyait toute seule près de l'eau quand soudain je l'ai vu se pencher un peu trop Devinant qu'elle voulait noyer son chagrin je n'ai pu m'empêcher de lui crier de loin
Ophélie, Ophélie, moi je t'aime Ophélie, Ophélie, pense à moi Dire adieu à la vie serait une folie dit bonjour à l'amour sèche tes larmes, sèche tes larmes
Ophélie, Ophélie, moi je t'aime Ophélie, Ophélie, pense à moi Dire adieu à la vie serait une folie dit bonjour à l'amour sèche tes larmes, sèche tes larmes
Elle a essuyé les larmes de ses joues et soudain sur la Terre, il n'y avait que nous Que m'importe son prénom puisque aujourd'hui c'est toujours Ophélie qui fait chanter ma vie
Ophélie, Ophélie, moi je t'aime Ophélie, Ophélie, pense à moi Dire adieu à la vie serait une folie dit bonjour à l'amour sèche tes larmes, sèche tes larmes
Ophélie, Ophélie, moi je t'aime Ophélie, Ophélie, pense à moi Dire adieu à la vie serait une folie Ophélie, Ophélie, moi je t'aime
Am Ufer der Seine da spricht ein Mann ein ganz bezauberndes Mädchen an Midi Midinette so schön ist Paris Midi Midinette und du bist so süss Midi Midinette an Place Pigalle weiss ich ein Lokal für uns ideal Midi Midinette mein Herz ist noch frei Midi Midinette wie werds mit uns zwei Sei dich nicht gesehen dann muss ich gestehen Midi Midinette Paris ist so schön
Leise rauscht die Seine (chorus) auf den Fluss die Schwäne (chorus) Lauschen wie es singt und so zärtlich klingt je taime je taime je taime Alle jungen Pärchen (chorus) träumen bunte Märchen (chorus) Ein verliebtes Lied durch die Strassen zieht je taime je taime chéri
Midi Midinette mein Herz ist nog frei Midi Midinette wie werds mit ons zwei Sei dich nicht gesehen dann muss ich gestehen Midi Midinette Paris ist so schön Leise rauscht die Seine (chorus) auf den Fluss die Schwäne (chorus) Lauschen wie es singt und so zärtlich klingt je taime je taime je taime
Alle jungen Pärchen (chorus) träumen bunte Märchen (chorus) Ein verliebtes Lied durch die Strassen zieht je taime je taime chéri
Am Ufer der Seine da sprach ein Mann ein ganz bezauberndes Mädchen an (chorus)
White summer So far I have gone to see you again Hiding your face in the palm of your hands Finding solace in the words I do despise You snatch at every sound And even though you believe that I am shackled within death memories are tainted with paleness Crestfallen still Those eyes...empty like a barren well It was the only task I would undertake To reap the harvest that was mine The seed that had sprung into a florid meadow and left me helpless in your embrace The bond we never spoke of, once stark and enticing now slowly smoldering to dust The celestial touch, from grey to black A fathomless void enclosing Unwritten secrets beneath the cobwebs I can not endure And so I rose from my sleep The moon turned away its face Overture of the long, black night begins...something you said "Eerie circles upon the waters" Until now we have shared the same aura My ashes within your hands My breath in the sepulchral mound You know that your night is my day The final spark that blew life into me the Demon Of The Fall
Middle Of The Road Composer(s): Chrissie Hynde Performer(s): Pretenders and various other artists
In the middle of the road Is trying to find me I'm standing in the middle of life with my pains behind me
But, I got a smile For everyone I meet Long as you don't try dragging my bay Or dropping a bomb on the street
Come on baby Get in the road Come on now In the middle of the road, yeah
In the middle of the road You see the darnest things Like fat cats driving around in jeeps through the city Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits Past corrugated tin shacks holed up with kids and Man I don't mean a Hampstead nursery But when you own a big chunk of the bloody third world The babies just come with the scenery
Come on baby Get in the road Come on now In the middle of the road, yeah
One Two Three Four Five Six
In the middle of the road Is my private cul de sac I can't get from the cab to the curb Without some little jerk on my back Don't harass me kid Can't you tell I'm going home, I'm tired as hell I'm not the cat I used to be I've got a kid, I'm thirty-three baby Get in the road Come on now In the middle of the road
Nem assaz alhures e antanho Era um evento tamanho A sagração nupcial Vinha a noiva de gargantilha Caçoleta e rendilha Diadema e torçal
Mas se houvesse algum embaraço Dera a moça um mal passo Quanto horror e desdém Ela ia parar no convento Ia dormir ao relento Ou deitar nos trilhos do trem
Do pudor da noiva a bandeira Após a noite primeira Desfraldava-se ao sol A sua virtude escarlate Igual brasão de tomate Enobrecendo o lençol
Mas se não houvesse tal mancha É que outra mancha mais ancha Se ocultava por trás E o rapaz pagava o malogro Com a vendeta do sogro Ou com a malícia dos mortais
``Oh meu pai, oh meu pai, por favor Condenai o nosso amor De langor e luxúria! Mas poupai, oh meu pai Nosso filho Da fúria do Senhor!''
O guri nasceu apressado Nem um mês de casado Tinha quem o gerou Quando o pai caiu nos infernos Foi nos braços maternos Que ele se pendurou
Quando a mãe caiu na sarjeta Foi seguindo a opereta Na garupa do avô Quando o avô caiu do cavalo Foi chorar no intervalo E mais um ato começou
Palhaço, corista Trapézio, dançarina Maestro, cortina É fé na flauta e pé na pista
