Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Ghost Of Love Composer(s): K. St. Lewis Performer(s): Tavares
The ghost of love keeps hauntin' me Although you're gone, I can't get free Just when I think (When I think) I'm over you (I'm over you) The ghost of love says, "Peek-a-boo" Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) May all your nights be full of fright and all your days be blue
Ooh... ooh... ooh...
You went away, I met this girl Night and day she shared my world Just when I thought I had forgot That loving spell you weave so well
Suddenly that look comes on my face And I start starin' way out of space I know why the girl stopped comin' 'round The ghost of love has done run her out of town
The ghost of love keeps hauntin' me Although you're gone, I can't get free Just when I think (When I think) I'm over you (I'm over you) The ghost of love says, "Peek-a-boo" Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) May all your nights be full of fright and all your days be blue
Ooh... ooh... ooh...
Your love has died, but mine won't rest This feelin' for you is jumpin' in my chest No one else can fill the bill I'll wait for your return and pray that you will
'Round about the midnight hour I start to feel your lovin' power Right away I'm tossin' in my sleep Daybreak finds me wrapped up in my sheets
The ghost of love (Ghost of love) Is haunting me {Is haunting me} (Haunting me)
The ghost of love (Ghost of love) keeps haunting me (Haunting me) Although you're gone (Although you're gone), I can't get free (Can't get free) Just when I think (When I think) I'm over you (I'm over you) The ghost of love (Ghost of love) says, "Peek-a-boo"
The ghost of love (Ghost of love) keeps haunting me (Haunting me) Although you're gone (Ghost of love), I can't get free Just when I think (When I think) I'm over you (I'm over you) The ghost of love (Ghost of love)
Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) May all your nights be full of fright Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) And all your days be blue
The ghost of love {Ghost of love} (Ghost of love) Is haunting me (Hauntin' me) {Haunting me} [Haunting me], oh...
Can't get no sleep, wrapped up in my sheets Full Of fright every night That lovin' spell You weave so well
Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) May all your nights be full of fright Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) And all your days be blue
The ghost of love {Ghost of love} (Ghost of love) Is haunting me (Is haunting me) {Haunting me} [Haunting me] {Haunting me}, hey...
The ghost of love is hauntin' me Although you're gone, I can't get free Just when I think I'm over The ghost of love says, "Peek-peek-a-boo"
Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) Peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo), I see you (I see you) Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
The ghost of love (Ghost of love) Is haunting me (Haunting me) {Haunting me}
Como una flor sobre el oscuro andén con su valija y su tapado azul Cecilia está clavada en su estupor sin entender que pasa alrededor Recién llegó, ha bajado del tren y qué distinto a su provincia es este gigante de piedra y metal Cecilia tiembla y casi va a llorar Y en su corazón se marchita el sol de aquella ilusión que la hizo viajar Y Cecilia irá por la gran ciudad un fantasma gris que quiere vivir Y buscará trabajo en una agencia de colocación será sirvienta en una casa de familia bien y tendrá un cuarto sin ventanas en una pensión Y alguna vez, cansada de tanto soñar hará pedazos su ilusión y venderá su amor Y colgará el pared la foto de un galán y nunca un beso enamorado rozará su piel y escribirá a su casa y les dirá que todo va bien Y alguna vez cansada de tanto soñar hará pedazos su ilusión y venderá su amor Cecilia...
For Your Love Composer(s): Graham Gouldman Performer(s): The Yardbirds
I'd give you everything and more and that's for sure I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door To thrill you with delight I'd bring you diamonds bright Everything that will excite Make you dream of me at night
For your love, for your love I would give you stars above
I'd give the stars if they were mine to give I'd give the moon every day that I live To thrill you with delight I'd bring you diamonds bright Everything that will excite Make you dream of me at night
For your love, for your love I would give you stars above
The Ghost Composer(s): Bob Welch Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac
Hold on Until the ghost appears That day is gonna last for years Strange wind, is gonna blow through town Lightnin' is gonna strike us down Blue hills, are lookin' good to me I go there, when I'm fast asleep Ghost town, and the desert wind Strange sounds, at the worlds end
And then the winds start to blow And the fire comes scorching down (yeah) And then the sky dissapears In the cloud with an awfull sound (yeah) And when you can't hold out Then you run to the underground
Just a blue star Hanging out in space Earth town is a lovely place Strange winds coming from the sky Lovers gotta say goodbye
And then the winds start to blow And the fire comes scorching down (yeah) And then the sky dissapears In the cloud with an awfull sound (yeah) And when you can't hold out Then you run to the underground
Look out before the ghost appears Look out before the ghost appears Strange winds
The Gentle Rain Composer(s): Luis Bofia Performer(s): Astrud Gilberto
We both are lost and alone in the world Walk with me in the gentle rain Don't be afraid, I've a hand for your hand And I will be your love for a while I feel your tears as they fall on my cheek They are warm like the gentle rain Come little one, you've got me in the world And our love will be sweet, very sweet
For Your Eyes Only Composer(s): Michael Leeson; Bill Conti Performer(s): Sheena Easton; and various other artists
For your eyes only, can see me through the night For your eyes only, I never need to hide You can see so much in me, so much in me that's new I never felt until I looked at you
For your eyes only, only for you You'll see what no one else can see And now I'm breaking free For your eyes only, only for you The love I know you need in me The fantasy you`ve freed in me Only for you, only for you
For your eyes only, the nights are never cold You really know me, that's all I need to know Maybe I`m an open book, because I know you're mine But you won't need to read between the lines
For your eyes only, only for you You see what no one else can see And now I'm breaking free For your eyes only, only for you The passions that collide in me The wild abandoned side of me Only for you, for your eyes only
'Twas on the Monday morning, the Gas man came to call The gas tap wouldn't turn - I wasn't getting gas at all He tore out all the skirting boards to try and find the main And I had to call the carpenterto put them back again Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do
'Twas on the Tuesday morning. the Carpenter came round He hammered, and he chiselled, and he said "Look what I've found Your joists are full of dry rot, but I'll put them all to rights" Then he nailed right through a cable and out went all the lights Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do
'Twas on the Wednesday morning the Electrician came He called me 'Mister Sanderson', which isn't quite my name He couldn't reach the fuse box without standing on the bin And his boot went thru a window, so I called a glazier in Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do
'Twas on the Thursday morning the Glazier came round With his blowtorch and his putty and his merry glazier sound He put another pane in - it took no time at all Then I had to get a painter in to come and paint the wall Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do
'Twas on the Friday morning the Painter made a start With undercoats, and overcoats, he painted every part Every nook and cranny, but I found when he had gone He'd painted over the gas tap, and I couldn't turn it on! Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do
On Saturday and Sunday they do no work at all So it was on the Monday morning that the Gas man came to call
O orvalho da noite Brinca na luz do luar Quem acredita em sereia Sabe os segredos do mar A cachoeira cantando É a canção natural Sempre lembrando prá gente Que amar nunca faz mal Teu amor é cebola cortada meu bem Que logo me faz chorar Teu amor é espinho de mandacarú Que gosta de me arranhar Teu olhar é cacimba barrenta meu bem Que eu gosto de espiá
For You, For You Composer(s): Green; Guest Performer(s): Michael Holliday
If they told me, paint a picture Well, I wouldn't have a clue But a little word from you, from you Just a little lovin' word from you I could paint the whole darn town for you For you, for you
And if they told me, lead an army I could lose a war or two But a little smile from you, from you Just a little lovin' smile from you I'd go out and fight the world for you For you, for you
I never had ambition To get up, go and do But since you crossed my vision I do, I do, I do
Oh, if they told me, build a castle I would answer, no can do But a little kiss from you, from you Just a little lovin' kiss from you I could build a life of love for two For you, for you
Well, I never had ambition To get up and go and do But since you crossed my vision I do do do do, I really do
If they told me, build a castle I would answer, no can do But a little kiss from you, from you Just a little lovin' kiss from you I could build a life of love for two For you, for you Maybe for three Or four or more For you, for you
The Gartan Mother's Lullaby (Traditional) Performer(s): The Dubliners and multiple other artists
Sleep, O babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight fall Eaval from the Grey Rock comes to wrap the world in thrall A leanbhan o, my child, my joy, my love and heart`s desire The crickets sing you a lullaby beside the dying fire
Dusk is drawn and the Green Man`s thorn is wreathed in rings of fog Sheevra sails his boat till morn upon the starry bog A leanbhan o, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew And weeps to hear the sad sleep tune I sing, O love, to you
C'è Una Strana Espressione Nei Tuoi Occhi ((aka Ciò Che Fai (I New Dada) - 1965))
((Adapted from: When You Walk In The Room (Jackie DeShannon) - 1963))
Composer(s): Jackie DeShannon - Shel Shapiro
Performer(s): The Rokes - 1965
and multiple other artists
(anno)
C'è una strana espressione nei tuoi occhi vogliono dirmi che non mi ami più vogliono dirmi che non mi vuoi più bene mi fanno già capir che io ti perderò
Come è strana stasera la tua voce mi sta dicendo che non ho più il tuo amor mi sta dicendo che tu non vuoi parlarmi più mi fa capire che, che io ti perderò
E' finita così semplicemente la fiamma è spenta, il nostro amor non vive più e nei tuoi occhi vedo quel che non sai dire Non dirlo già lo so, che tu mi lascerai
The Garden Where The Praties Grow (Traditional) Performer(s): John McCormack and multiple other artists
Have you ever been in love my boys Or have you felt the pain? I'd sooner be in jail myself Than be in love again For the girl I loved was beautiful I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
Says I: "My pretty Kathleen I'm tired of single life And if you've no objection, sure I'll make you my sweet wife" She answered me right modestly And curtsied very low "O you're welcome to the garden Where the praties grow"
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
Says I: "My pretty Kathleen I hope that you'll agree" She was not like your city girls Who say you're making free Says she: "I'll ask my parents And tomorrow I'll let you know If you'll meet me in the garden Where the praties grow"
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
O the parents they consented And we're blessed with children three Two boys just like their mother And a girl the image of me And now we're goin' to train them up The way they ought to go For to dig in the garden Where the praties grow
She was just the sort of creature boys That Nature did intend To walk right through the world my boys Without the Grecian bend Nor did she wear a chignon I'd have you all to know And I met her in the garden Where the praties grow
C'è Tutto Un Mondo Intorno
Composer(s): Piero Cassano - Giancarlo Golzi - Carlo Marrale - Antonella Ruggiero - Salvatore Stellita
Performer(s): Matia Bazar
Se per caso un giorno o l'altro ti trovassi solo sai senza una compagna che ti aiuta nei tuoi guai e se poi il cielo blu si chiude all'improvviso su di te e ti senti come un ladro che ha paura anche di sé guardati allo specchio e guarda un poco un poco intorno a te c'è tutto un mondo intorno che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai e viva viva il mondo tu non girargli intorno ma entra dentro al mondo dai Se nel buio che ti avvolge una fiamma scorgerai corri corri senza indugi forse è il sole che tu vuoi ma se come un fiume in piena poi il tempo ormai usato se ne va ed un naufrago ti senti tu da solo scruta il blu quella fiamma sconosciuta è la tua zattera lo sai dai c'è tutto un mondo intorno che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai e viva viva il mondo tu non girargli intorno ma entra dentro al mondo dai... (coro) che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai e viva viva il mondo tu non girargli intorno ma entra dentro al mondo dai... c'è tutto un mondo intorno che gira ogni giorno e che fermare non potrai
For You For Me Composer(s): Jon Anderson Performer(s): Jon Anderson
First the planet, a star Suspended in the realm of infinity Soul and light charged together In form called life adorned To which the world offered a home Once made for love And love alone For you, for me For you, for me
It did not stop there, we are form The magic body, that soft machine Acclimatised with vision And just enough thought to begin the test To learn and just in front The source of indifference To the song of knowledge ever sung For you, for me For you, for me
The climate in itself creates a sound so volatile It makes these words seem clueless forever more But if in honesty it takes just one dream To evaluate the chance of choice Dispelling the clear light Invincible Impregnable For you, for me For you, for me Hear it
Down through the age of time The moment is not and never shall be time We each revolve around the magnitude Of time and motion The point of all is of course not for our earthly talk For we stand, we walkk, we kick, we provoke We council, we destroy, we look, we employ We say, here we are and why No there life form asks why Hear me Hear me
Oh yes! you critics of life and love You stallions of the pen and more While you spew your dry thoughts On poets of nature, hang them low Scoff with glee the unfortunate mass You say stil lclings to the treasures of the past And music For you, for me For you, for me You hear it now You hear it now I hear you now
The Garden In Our Back Yard Composer(s): Jeff Branen - James Brockman
Out in our town everybody there Even tho the Mayor tries to do his share Teachers, Preachers, digging everywhere We're as busy as can be One old soldier close to ninety three With a shovel on his shoulder said to me
I've been told I'm going to propose To a girl named Rose Little turnip nose Radish hair and freckles, I suppose I have bought a carrot ring Rosie, Rosie Just the proper thing I can cauliflower to breakfast, lettuce sing
You ought to see the little garden in our back yard It's like a farm in Illionis With turnips and tomatoes Cabbage and potatoes 'Twould fill your little heart with joy The boys are figthing in the trenches you know what that means That's why I'm working mighty hard I'm goin' to raise a little army of "Navy beans" In our backyard
You ought to see the little garden in our back yard It's where the old barn used to stand The cows are in the kitchen All of us are itchin' To cultivate that strip of land The prices going going up is the groc'ry man's yarn But really I don't give a darn We've got a bushel of potatoes but no more barn In our back yard
Ce S'rait Bien
((Adapted from: Sweet Nothin's (Brenda Lee) - 1959))
Composer(s): Ronnie Self - Guy Bertret - Roger Berthier
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1960
Han han honey
Chérie
Si tu voulais rentrer tes griffes Hum ce s'rait bien Et quitter ton air agressif Hum ce s'rait bien
Si tu t'décidais à m'embrasser Tout est tout feu et de l'amour dans tes yeux Ce serait bien Hum ça s'rait bien
Si tu me donnais ton téléphone Hum ce s'rait bien Ma vie serait moins monotone Hum ce s'rait bien
Le jour et la nuit en prenant l'écouteur Tu entendrais les battements de mon cur Hum ce s'rait bien Hum ce s'rait bien
Enfin j'ai pu t'emmener un soir Hum c'était bien Dans un cinéma des boulevards Hum c'était bien
Oh! mais je t'en prie La prochaine fois chérie Ah! Si tu venais Sans ta mère avec toi Ce s'rait bien Hum ce s'rait bien
