Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Burden Of Freedom Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson First release by: Kris Kristofferson - 1972
I stand on the stairway, my back to the dungeon The doorway to freedom, so close to my hand Voices behind me, they bitterly damn me For seeking salvation they don't understand
Lord, help me to shoulder the burdon of freedom And give me the courage to be what I can And when I am wounded by those who condemn me Lord, help me forgive them They don't understand
Their lonely frustrations descending to laughter Erases the footprints I leave in the sand For I'm free to travel where they cannot follow In search of the kingdom they don't understand
Lord, help me to shoulder the burdon of freedom And give me the courage to be what I can And when I have wounded the last one who loved me Lord, help her forgive me I don't understand
Une Poussière Dans Le Coeur ((aka Je Suis À Toi (Sandra Kim) - 1993))
((Adapted from: Can't Take My Eyes Off You (Frankie Valli) - 1967))
Composer(s): Robert Crewe Jr. - Robert Gaudio - Michel Rivgauche
Performer(s): Line Renaud - 1969
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Preciso Olhar Pra Você (Jean Carlo)
1968 - Per Ricominciare (Mina)
Chaque fois que tu rentres tard Quand tu viens me dire bonsoir Je meurs d'envie de savoir Pourquoi tu rentres si tard Mais toi tu me prends la main Tu parles de tout et de rien Et devant tes yeux rieurs J'ai une poussière dans le cur
Tu ouvres alors tes tiroirs Et je mordille mon mouchoir Oh je voudrais tant savoir Pourquoi tu rentres si tard J'ai les yeux un peu rougis Mais tu vois, je te souris Non ne crois pas que j'ai peur J'ai une poussière dans le cur
Délivre-moi, dis de ce qui n'est pas toi Ma tête éclate à ne penser qu'à ça Arrache-moi, dis cette poussière dans le cur Délivre-moi, dis, de ce flot de pensée Oh ça me ronge, et je veux oublier Oh mon amour, emporte-moi avec toi
Mais le sommeil nous sépare Et je repose dans le noir Je voudrais tellement savoir Pourquoi tu rentres si tard A quoi rêves-tu déjà A qui rêves-tu dis moi Oh ce n'est pas que j'ai peur J'ai une poussière dans le cur
Délivre-moi, car je ne peux plus penser Moi je suis bien, bien, oh si bien dans tes bras Enlève-moi, dis, cette poussière dans le cur (ad lib )
Quand je suis arrivé dans ta ville Je n'ai vu que toi dans la nuit noire Et j'ai senti dans mon bas ventre Comme une flamme Une flamme qui m'a brûlé toute la nuit
Je te veux Je te veux Fille de la nuit
Je te veux Je te veux Fille de la nuit
Je t'ai cherché dans toute la ville Cherchant ton visage dans le noir Et j'avais dans la gorge Serré comme une boule Une boule qui m'empêchait même de boire
Je te veux Je te veux Fille de la nuit
Je te veux Je te veux Fille de la nuit
Oh ! J'échangerais toutes les filles Pour te revoir Je veux t'avoir
Je t'ai trouvé enfin dans la ville Longue et blonde et nue Sur ton lit noir Et je t'ai déchiré Comme une fleur fragile Je t'ai eu et c'est ma plus belle victoire
Can't Take My Eyes Off You Composer(s): Robert Crewe Jr. - Robert Gaudio First release by: Frankie Valli - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1967 - Preciso Olhar Pra Você (Jean Carlo) 1968 - Per Ricominciare (Mina) 1969 - Une Poussière Dans Le Coeur (Line Renaud) 1993 - Je Suis À Toi (Sandra Kim)
You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off you You'd be like heaven to touch I want to hold you so much At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off you
Pardon the way that I stare There's nothing else to compare The sight of you leaves me weak There are no words left to speak But if you feel like I feel Please let me know that it's real You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off you
I love you baby, and if it's quite all right I need you baby to warm the lonely night I love you baby Trust in me when I say Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down, I pray Oh pretty baby, now that I found you Stay
And let me love you, baby Let me love you ...
I love you baby, and if it's quite alright I need you baby to warm the lonely night I love you baby Trust in me when I say Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down, I pray Oh pretty baby, now that I found you Stay
Oh pretty baby Trust in me when I say: Oh pretty baby ...
Tout s'est passé trop tôt et trop vite J'étais jolie et j'étais petite j'ai couru trop tôt et mon corps n'était pas prêt Je ne pouvais plus arrêter après {2x}
Où vas-tu fille, fille d'aujourd'hui? Où t'en vas-tu? Vers quel vertige d'éclair et de bruit? Je suis fille d'aujourd'hui tout va vite et moi, je suis
J'ai pris la mer trop tôt et trop vite Un homme vient, un homme vous quitte L'un, c'est le vautour, l'autre le chardonneret Qui peut le savoir? On apprend après {2x}
Où vas-tu fille, fille d'aujourd'hui? Où t'en vas-tu? Vers quel vertige d'éclair et de bruit? Je suis fille d'aujourd'hui tout va vite et moi, je suis
J'ai tout dansé trop tôt et trop vite les rythmes doux, les rythmes de fuite J'ai voulu ensemble et la joie et le regret On ne peut plus les séparer après {2x} Tout s'est cueilli trop tôt et trop vite on s'est aimé à la marguerite Un peu et beaucoup se poursuivent sans arrêt à la folie et pas du tout après {2x}
Où vas-tu fille, fille d'aujourd'hui? Où t'en vas-tu? Vers quel vertige de brume et de bruit? Je suis fille d'aujourd'hui tout va vite et moi, je suis
Blind Love Composer(s): B.B. King; Riley King; Jules Taub Originally performed by: B.B. King Covered by various other artists
There ain't nobody gonna do my baby wrong There ain't nobody gonna do my baby wrong I still love her even though she's gone I know my baby's been out on the street I know my baby's been out on the street She got a story to tell for every man she meets
Chorus Blind love, blind love It oughta be a crime To love you the way I do My best friend knows But he don't want to say My best friend knows But he don't want to say Ya know it hurts him so bad To see you doin' me this way I see my baby and I just raise my hand I see my baby and I just raise my hand You know it hurts down in my heart To see her with another man
Fill Your Heart Composer(s): Biff Rose; Paul Williams Performer(s): Tiny Tim; and various other artists
And now my dear friends Id like to dedicate this song to all of you out there Wherever you may be... North, south, east or west, to everyone all over the world This song is for you!
Fill your heart with love today, dont play the game of time Things that happened in the past, happened in your mind In your mind, only in your mind, in your mind Forget your mind and youll be free
Happiness is happening, the dragons have been bled Loveliness is everywhere, fears just in your head Forget your head and youll be free
The writings on the wall, free And you can know it all, know it all if you choose Remember, lovers never lose They are free of thoughts un-pure, and of thoughts unkind Gentleness can clear the head, love can clean the mind and make it free
(Oh, I love this!)
The writings on the wall, and you can know it all Know it all if you choose, remember lovers never lose They are free! Free! Free! Free! Free!
Now when the good ol' holidays roll around I'm the kind of a guy that likes to be found Just takin it easy and layin around, doin nothin'
But I take my chair and sit on the lawn And just when all my cares are gone About a million bugs start carryin on, and I'm cussin'
Some caterpillar from up some tree Decides as far as he can see There's nothin to do but to fall on me, the damn worm
And a dirty ole fly just makin it clear That he ain't had a bath for over a year So he's takin one now in my glass of beer to lose germs
Bugs Bugs Bugs, if I had them all in jugs I'd dig dig dig, till a big big hole was dug dug dug dug And that would be the end of the bug song
Well I try to sleep when I get the chance But you just can't trust them cursed ants They're never satisfied till they're in your pants and you're crawlin'
With a spider web right across the face I'm lookin' around for a better place Till a couple of hornets take up the chase and I'm howlin'
Well I head for the house and I hold my breath Till I find some stuff in the medicine chest For the welts I got on the spot you guessed, where I'm sittin'
And the wife gets mad 'cause I forgot To get stuff for the fleas our kitten caught Off some old dog on the neighbours lot, and she's rippin'
Bugs Bugs Bugs, if I had them all in jugs I'd dig dig dig, till a big big hole was dug dug dug dug And that would be the end of the bug song
Well I chased that moth from the middle drawer That chewed the clothes I useta wore And I jammed my thumb on the bedroom door tryin to catch 'im
And I'm sure the mosquitoes all know their skill 'Cause one pryed up my windowsill And he limped through the air with a broken drill, and I'm scratchin'
You might think I'm a little bit rough 'Cause I don't take to that nature stuff But I think I've just about had enough of them bugs
Now your backyard might be okay, But I'm goin down to buy some spray 'Cause my little place is walkin away with them bugs
Bugs Bugs Bugs, if I had them all in jugs I'd dig dig dig, till a big big hole was dug dug dug dug And that would be the end of the bug song That would be the end of the bug song I'm gonna dig dig dig, dig dig dig dig dig dig...
Can't Stop The Music
Composer(s): Henri Belolo - Phil Hurtt - Jacques Morali - Victor Whitehead
Performer(s): The Village People
Everyone you meet
the children in the street are swaying
To the rhythm
there's something moving in them
There's no place to hide
So why even try
Can't you hear it coming you way it's here to stay
Music in our walk
Music when we talk
It's really something magic
to lose it would be tragic
Can't you feel the sound
Moving through the ground
music makes the world go around
You can't stop the music
nobody can stop the music
Take the cold from the snow
tell the trees "don't grow"
Tell the wind "don't blow"
'cause it's easier no!
You can't stop the music
nobody can stop the music
Take the spark from love
make the rain fall up
'Cause that's easier to do
Moving with the wind
Since the world began the beat is gona get cha'
The beat is gonna get cha'
Music for the blues
For young dancing shoes
There's music in the way that we kiss
You can't resist moving through the trees
Buzzing with the bees
The sound is getting louder
the sound is getting louder
Music when we play
when we kneel to pray
There's music in the sound of the wind
You can't stop the music
Nobody can stop the music
Take the heat from flame
Try not feeling pain
Though you try in vain
It's much easier no!
You can't stop the music
Nobody can stop the music
Change the master plan
Take the hope from man
'Cause that's easier to do
On the radio
on every TV show
For each and every reason
In each and every season
Music when we love
for the moon above
Music for the show of life that never ends
Music on a plane
music on a train
Sailing on the ocean
music in the motion
Music in your car
at your local bar
There's music when you look at a star
You can stop the music
nobody can stop the music
Keep two lovers apart
mend a broken heart
Catch a falling star
that's much easier to do
No! You can stop the music
Nobody can stop the music
Tell the sun "Don't shine"
Stop old father time
'Cause that's easier to do
You can stop the music
nobody can stop the music
Take the cold from the snow ...
The Bug Composer(s): Mark Knopfler First release by: Dire Straits - 1991
Well it's a strange old game - you learn it slow One step forward and it's back to go You're standing on the throttle You're standing on the brakes In the groove 'til you make a mistake
Sometimes you're the windshield Sometimes you're the bug Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're a fool in love Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger Sometimes you're the ball Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes your're going to lose it all
You gotta know happy - you gotta know sad Because you're gonna know lonely And you're gonna know bad When you're rippin' and a ridin', and You're comin' on strong You start slippin' and a slidin', and It all goes wrong, because
Sometimes you're the windshield Sometimes you're the bug Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're a fool in love Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger Sometimes you're the ball Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes your're going to lose it all
One day you got the glory Then you got none One day you're a diamond Then you're a stone Everything can change In the blink of an eye So let the good times roll Before we say goodbye, because
Sometimes you're the windshield Sometimes you're the bug Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're a fool in love Sometimes you're the Louisville Slugger Sometimes you're the ball Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're going to lose it all
Can't Stop Rockin'
Composer(s): Frank Beard - Billy Gibbons - Dusty Hill
Performer(s): ZZ Top
I heard about the rock for sometime, I know It's easy to do when you feel the roll Makes you want to get up, makes you wanna move your feet No matter how it's done you know it can't be beat 'Cause I can't stop rockin' no, I can't stop rockin' Well, I can't stop rockin' baby, till I lose my mind
Somebody said it's wrong but I know it's all right then it really hits you like a shot in the night I'm never gonna stop as long as I can stay Listen to me now, can't you hear me say I can't stop rockin' no, I can't stop rockin' Well, I can't stop rockin' baby, till I lose my mind
I like to work it down low, I like to work it to the top And when it starts rockin' I ain't never gonna stop Get yourself loose, get yourself high I love to feel the motion and I'm tellin' you why 'Cause I can't stop rockin' no, I can't stop rockin' No, I can't stop rockin' no matter what they do do do do do or say No matter what you do do do do do or say, no no
Figlio, Figlio, Figlio Composer(s): Roberto Vecchioni Performer(s): Roberto Vecchioni
Figlio chi t'insegnerà le stelle se da questa nave non potrai vederle? Chi t'indicherà le luci dalla riva? Figlio, quante volte non si arriva! Chi t'insegnerà a guardare il cielo fino a rimanere senza respiro? A guardare un quadro per ore e ore fino a avere i brividi dentro il cuore? Che al di là del torto e la ragione contano soltanto le persone? Che non basta premere un bottone per un' emozione? Figlio, figlio, figlio disperato giglio, giglio, giglio luce di purissimo smeriglio corro nel tuo cuore e non ti piglio dimmi dove ti assomiglio figlio, figlio, figlio soffocato giglio, giglio, giglio figlio della rabbia e dell' imbroglio figlio della noia e lo sbadiglio disperato figlio, figlio, figlio Figlio, chi si è preso il tuo domani? Quelli che hanno il mondo nelle mani Figlio, chi ha cambiato il tuo sorriso? Quelli che oggi vanno in Paradiso Chi ti ha messo questo freddo in cuore? Una madre col suo poco amore Chi t' ha mantenuto questo freddo in cuore? Una madre col suo troppo amore Figlio, chi ti ha tolto il sentimento? Non so di che parli, non lo sento Cosa sta passando per la tua mente? Che non credo a niente Figlio, figlio, figlio disperato giglio, giglio, giglio luce di purissimo smeriglio corro nel tuo cuore e non ti piglio dimmi dove ti assomiglio figlio, figlio, figlio spaventato giglio, giglio, giglio figlio della rabbia e dell' imbroglio figlio della noia e lo sbadiglio disperato figlio, figlio, figlio Figlio, qui la notte è molto scura non sei mica il primo ad aver paura non sei mica il solo a nuotare sotto tutt'e due ci abbiamo il culo rotto non ci sono regole molto chiare tiro quasi sempre ad indovinare figlio, questo nodo ci lega al mondo devo dirti no e tu andarmi contro tu che hai l' infinito nella mano io che rendo nobile il primo piano figlio, so che devi colpirmi a morte e colpire forte Figlio, figlio, figlio disperato giglio, giglio, giglio luce di purissimo smeriglio corro nel tuo cuore e non ti piglio dimmi dove ti assomiglio figlio, figlio, figlio calpestato giglio, giglio, giglio figlio della rabbia e dell' imbroglio figlio della noia e lo sbadiglio adorato figlio,figlio, figlio Dimmi, dimmi, dimmi cosa ne sarà di te? Dimmi, dimmi, dimmi cosa ne sarà di te? Dimmi, dimmi, dimmi cosa ne sarà di me?
The Buffalo, The Beetle, The Bouncing Kangaroo And The Bufo Marinus Cane Toad
The Buffalo, The Beetle, The Bouncing Kangaroo And The Bufo Marinus Cane Toad Composer(s): Howard L. Kaplan
To understand the impact of the creature that says "moo" Upon the island continent, one must consider too The buffalo, the beetle, the bouncing kangaroo And the Bufo marinus cane toad
For purpose of discussion, we will say this story starts When a buffalo in Africa lifts up its tail and farts The whiff of gas that passes lets some scarabs know an ung Ulate has likely stopped a moment to release a pile of dung The beetles set their windward course before the ground is hit By the pungent, fresh constituents of several pounds of shit The leavings, rich in cellulose, of what the beast once ate Provide the food and space to brood, so beetles start to mate
The rollers and the dwellers and the tunnelers invade Continuing a cycle that Egyptian art portrayed The rollers push their dung away to gain a bit of space The tunnellers drag theirs beneath; the dwellers nest in place Though individually small, they transport ton by ton And bury dung that otherwise would bake hard in the sun While mites that hitch a ride on beetles' bodies start to eat The eggs of flies that otherwise would for the dung compete
If you're a biophysicist, then you can calculate That beasts can't move efficiently above a certain weight By hopping on their hind legs, and the mass this rule allows Means kangaroos cannot evolve to be the size of cows In consequence, the dung they leave is golf-ball sized, or less And so Australia's coprophagous fauna could address Itself to handlng the smaller forms of pre-digested leaf But not the kind that's left behind by half-ton hunks of beef
The settlers who brought cattle to Australia many years Ago did not consider just how cow dung disappears And so the growing, lowing herds left calling cards around Which, sun-baked and inedible, were occupying ground Until eroded by the weather, trampled under hoof Or taken by the termites to form floor and wall and roof Eventually, despite the fact that Murphy tends to win When people meddle, hexapedal livestock was brought in
Not all the coprophagous species introduced so far Are forming useful colonies, among the ones that are Onthophagus gazella, found in Queensland, flies at night When cane toads lurk at dung pads to consume those who alight These toads, of course, have been of not much use protecting canes While threatening survival of some beneficial strains Perhaps a daylight flyer should assume gazella's role Or else one tough and fierce enough to fight when swallowed whole!
Can't Stop Loving You Now
Composer(s): Matthew Fisher
Performer(s): Matthew Fisher
Night turns for us so soon, workin' our dream
Right through the afternoon, oh
I know if I wake, I'll find that you're gone
But it's only myself that I'm tryin' to deceive
Everyone knows it's nothin' but make believe
The girl that I have to play
The cross that I have to bear, 'cause I ...
Can't stop loving you now, don't even know how
It's just a fantasy
Oh I can't stop loving you now
Don't even know how, oh girl, why can't you see?
It's too late, I can't stop loving you now
They just make me feel blue, things people say
Always make me think of you
Day after day, time after time
For only a time she once threw away
I close my eyes, it seems just like yesterday
How could you changed your mind
I never could change mine, oh I ...
Can't stop loving you now, don't even know how
It's just a fantasy
No I can't stop loving you now
Don't even know how, oh girl, why can't you see?
It's too late, I can't stop loving you ...
Can't stop loving you now, don't even know how
It's just a fantasy
Oh I can't stop loving you now
Don't even know how, oh girl, why can't you see?
It's too late, I can't stop loving you now
Can't stop loving you ...
can't stop loving you ...
can't stop loving you ... ooh
can't stop loving you ... ooh
Figli Delle Stelle Composer(s): Alan Sorrenti Performer(s): Alan Sorrenti; Claudio Baglioni
Come le stelle noi soli nella notte ci incontriamo come due stelle noi silenziosamente insieme ci sentiamo Non c'è tempo di fermare questa corsa senza fiato che ci sta portando via e il vento spegnerà il fuoco che si accende quando sono in te, quando tu sei in me Noi siamo figli delle stelle figli della notte che ci gira intorno noi siamo figli delle stelle non ci fermeremo mai per niente al mondo noi siamo figli delle stelle senza storia senza età eroi di un sogno noi stanotte figli delle stelle ci incontriamo per poi perderci nel tempo Come due stelle noi riflessi sulle onde scivoliamo come due stelle noi avvolti dalle ombre noi ci amiamo io non cerco di cambiarti so che non potrò fermarti tu per la tua strada vai addio ragazza ciao io non ti cercherò dovunque tu sarai dovunque io sarò Noi siamo figli delle stelle figli della notte che ci gira intorno noi siamo figli delle stelle non ci fermeremo mai per niente al mondo noi siamo figli delle stelle senza storia senza età eroi di un sogno noi stanotte figli delle stelle ci incontriamo per poi perderci nel tempo
The Budgie Song Composer(s): John Williamson Performer(s): John Williamson
Well it cost me thirty bucks to fix my budgie When the little blighter only cost me five The veterinary surgeon saw me coming But I had to keep my feathered friend alive
He was shaking on his perch, the kids were crying The family gathered round his little cage I said I think it's time we got a new one That's when the family went into a rage
Oh, the waiting room ponged like a rat house With heartworms and lungworms and lice And a Persian had her eye on the shoebox I suppose she thought our budgie might be nice
Well the bird shit on the veterinary surgeon I heard him say the dirty little chick Guess he wondered why I didn't use my brains And hit him over the head with a brick
Oh antibiotics for his colour Two drops a day on his beak Some powder on the nose for his feathers And clean out his cage twice a week
Well it cost me thirty bucks to fix my budgie When the little blighter only cost me five And the bludger wakes me early in the morning It's got me puzzled how he survives
One night I'll feed him to the tom cat Instead of worrying about him when we go away No-one wants to feed a shitty budgie When everyone's on holiday
Oh antibiotics for his colour Two drops a day on his beak Some powder on the nose for his feathers And clean out his cage twice a week
Can't Stop Lovin' You
Composer(s): Michael Anthony - Sammy Hagar - Alex Van Halen - Eddie Van Halen
First release by: Van Halen - 1995
There's a time and place for everything, for everyone We can push with all our might, but nothin's gonna come Oh no, nothin's gonna change And if I asked you not to try Oh could you let it be I wanna hold you and say We can't throw this all away Tell me you won't go, you won't go Do you have to hear me say
I can't stop lovin' you And no matter what I say or do You know my heart is true, oh I can't stop loving you
You change your friends, your place in life You can change your mind, we can change the way we say And do anytime Oh no, but I think you'll find That when you look inside your heart Oh baby, I'll be there, yeah
Hold on I'm holding on Baby, just come on, come on, cdome on I just wanna hear you say
I can't stop lovin' you And no matter what you say or do You know my heart is true, oh I can't stop lovin' you
Oh, I'm so twisted and tied And all I remember Was how hard we tried Only to surrender
And when it's over I know how it's gonna be And true love will never die No, not fade away
And I can't stop lovin' you No matter what I say or do You know my heart is true, oh I can't stop lovin' you
And I know what I got to do Hey Ray, what you said is true I can't stop lovin' you, oh Oh, I can't stop lovin' you