Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Three Angels Composer(s): Bob Dylan Performer(s): Bob Dylan; The Persuasions; Michel Montecrossa
Three angels up above the street Each one playing a horn Dressed in green robes with wings that stick out They've been there since Christmas morn The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash Then a lady in a bright orange dress One U-Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels The Tenth Avenue bus going west The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter around A man with a badge skips by Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work Nobody stops to ask why The bakery truck stops outside of that fence Where the angels stand high on their poles The driver peeks out, trying to find one face In this concrete world full of souls The angels play on their horns all day The whole earth in progression seems to pass by But does anyone hear the music they play Does anyone even try?
Noir Est Ta Couleur ((aka Pleurer Des Rivières (Viktor Lazlo) - 1985))
((Adapted from: Cry Me A River (Julie London) - 1955))
Composer(s): Arthur Hamilton - Philippe Paringaux
Performer(s): Christophe - 1983
Versions In Other Languages:
1961 - Chore Por Mim (Roberto Carlos)
1990 - Como Um Rio (Sandra de Sá)
2007 - Smeken En Bidden (Amaryllis Temmerman)
Si je me cache toujours Derrière ces lunettes noires C'est pour voir la vie en couleurs La vie en couleurs Avec les yeux de ma mémoire
Si je traîne souvent Tout seul, de bar en bar C'est pour voir la nuit en couleurs La nuit en couleurs Mais je te vois dans chaque miroir
Tu m'as dit "Je t'apprendrai Que les hommes pleurent" J'ai ri, j'ai pris ta main Aujourd'hui, c'est que noir, ta couleur
Si je relis parfois Les pages de notre histoire C'est pour voir la fin en couleurs La fin en couleurs Mais c'est toujours un roman noir
Pour voir la nuit en couleurs La nuit en couleurs
Si je ferme les yeux Sur ta photo, le soir C'est pour voir l'amour en couleurs L'amour en couleurs Et te caresser dans le noir
Chore Por Mim ((aka Como Um Rio (Sandra de Sá) - 1990))
((Adapted from: Cry Me A River (Julie London) - 1955))
Composer(s): Arthur Hamilton - Júlio Nagib
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos - 1961
Versions In Other Languages:
1983 - Noir Est Ta Couleur (Christophe)
1985 - Pleurer Des Rivières (Viktor Lazlo)
2007 - Smeken En Bidden (Amaryllis Temmerman)
Sei que você chora Porque chgou o fim Mas digo chore por mim Chore por mim Eu chorei tanto por você Sei que é tudo agora Bem diferente emfim Mas digo chore por mim Chore por mim Eu chorei tanto por você Promessas mil vezes você repetiu Pra que se jamais cumpriu Saudade o meu coração já sentiu Já sentiu a dor malvada De querer e não ter nada Sei que você chora Por que chegou o fim Mas digo chore por mim Chore por mim Eu chorei tanto por você
Je Crois Qu'Il Me Rend Fou English Title: Such A Fool For You Composer(s): Aber; Ike Turner; Tina Turner Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Sais-tu ce qui est vrai, ouais C'est mon amour pour toi Je sais qu'il est vrai, ouais Je crois bien qu'il se voit Là dans mes yeux, là dans tes yeux Il est écrit Je crois qu'il me rend fou ton amour Je crois qu'il me rend fou ton amour
J'ai envie de le crier tout mon amour pour toi Et de le chanter jusqu'à perdre la voix Il est en toi, il est en moi, il est écrit Je crois qu'il me rend fou ton amour Je crois qu'il me rend fou ton amour
Il est bien plus fort et peut résister Les gens ont tort de le sous-estimer Il est en nous à ce point qu'il nous rend heureux Que vous ne pouvez l'imaginez On est fou, je le sais mais c'est merveilleux De ne plus penser qu'à nous aimer On est fou, je le sais on est amoureux Il suffit de nous regarder Il est bien là et il se voit, il est écrit
Je crois qu'il me rend fou ton amour Je crois qu'il me rend fou ton amour Sais-tu qu'il est vrai, dis Tout mon amour pour toi Je veux le chanter Jusqu'à perdre la voix Je sais, je sais Je suis fou, fou, fou, fou de ton amour Je sais, je sais Je suis fou, fou, fou, fou de ton amour ...
Thoughts And Words Composer(s): Chris Hillman First release by: The Byrds - 1967
One day you came into my mind and everything looked as though it was all mine Loveliness to gaze upon To feel your magic pulling me away
I thought I was on top of it all Everyone else was so small Then I knew what you wanted to do I knew what you wanted to do
Often think of times when all your thoughts and words come close to making me lose my mind Moment now recalling all the time involving minutes that we spent alone
I thought I was on top of it all Everyone else was so small Then I knew what you wanted to do I knew what you wanted to do
One day you came into my mind and everything looked as though it was all mine Loveliness to gaze upon To feel your magic pulling me away
I thought I was on top of it all Everyone else was so small Then I knew what you wanted to do I knew what you wanted to do
Cry Like A Baby Composer(s): Spooner Oldham; Dan Penn First release by: The Box Tops - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
When I think about the good love you gave me I cry like a baby Living without you is driving me crazy I cry like a baby Well, I know now that you're not a play thing Not a toy, or a puppet on a string
As I look back on a love so sweet now I cry like a baby Every road is a lonely street I cry like a baby I know now that you're not a play thing Not a toy, or a puppet on a string
Today we passed on a street And you just walked on by My heart just fell to my feet And once again I began to cry
When I think about the good love you gave me I cry like a baby Living without you is driving me crazy I cry like a baby
I know now that you're not a play thing I cry like a baby As I look back on a love so sweet now I cry like a baby Every road is a lonely street I cry like a baby My heart just fell to my feet, you know I cried like a baby You left the water running now I cried like a baby
Je Crois Mon Coeur
((Adapted from: A Taste Of Honey) (by Billy Dee Williams) - 1960))
((Italian Version: In Paese È Festa (by I Giganti) - 1967))
Composer(s): Ric Marlow - Robert William Scott - Eddy Marnay
Performer(s): Dalida - 1966
Ton cur et mon cur Ne sont pas les mêmes Ton cur dit j'ai peur Mon cur dit je t'aime Toi tu hésites Et moi je crois mon cur
Je sais Où je vais Quand je te regarde C'est fou ce que j'ai Des idées bavardes Mais tu résistes Et moi je crois mon cur
Mon cur bat plus vite Mon cur a raison Dans mes bras je t'invite Viens
Rien que De t'aimer Moi je vis un rêve Mais toi on dirait Qu'on t'a pris au piège Que faut-il faire Pour que tu crois mon cur
Mon cur bat plus vite Mon cur a raison Car déjà toi tu changes Hummmmm...
Tu crois en mon cur Et face au bonheur Ton cur dit je t'aime Mon cur dit je chante L'amour nous emmène L'amour nous invente Et j'entends battre Dans le printemps De nos vingt ans Ton cur Avec Mon cur
Thoughtless Composer(s): Carl Lampl - Buddy Kaye Performer(s): Doris Day; Paula Kelly; Gordon MacRae
You are so thoughtless of me You say things that make me so blue You show it in so many little things you do Or is that just your way of telling me we're through You're much too much on my mind I guess that you just shouldn't be And maybe if I thought less of you, baby You wouldn't be so thoughtless of me
(You are so thoughtless of me) You say things that make me so blue You show it in so many little things you do (Or is that just your way of telling me we're through) You're much too much on my mind I guess that you just shouldn't be (And maybe if I thought less of you), baby You wouldn't be so thoughtless of me (Thoughtless of me)
Cry Just A Little Bit Composer(s): Bob Healie First release by: Shakin' Stevens - 1983
Everytime you have to whisper goodbye Well I cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit) I know it's crazy and I don't know why But I die just a little bit (die just a little bit)
I need to be the one that's by your side You are the beat in my heart My love for you is something I can't hide And I cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit) Cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit)
Every night before I'm fallin' asleep Well I pray just a little bit (pray just a little bit) I pray nobody wants your loving to keep And you stray just a little bit (stray just a little bit)
Don't let temptation fill your heart with dreams Don't let your mind run away (hu, hu, hu) Forbidden love is never what it seems And you cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit) Cry just a little bit (little bit)
You're the light that brightens all of my days And the sun shines above you And I would die if someone took you away 'cause I love you, love you
(Cry just a little bit, cry just a little bit)
I want forever to be you and I And that's the way it should be (hu, hu, hu) I live for you and baby that is why I cry just a little bit, (cry just a little bit) Cry just a little bit
Everynight we have to whisper goodbye I cry just a little bit (cry just a little bit) I know it's crazy and I don't know why But I die just a little bit (die just a little bit)
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Je Crois Entendre Encore Italian Title: Mi Par D'Udir Ancora Composer(s): Georges Bizet; Michel Carré; Eugène Cormon Performer(s): Alison Moyet
Je crois entendre encore Caché sous les palmiers Sa voix tendre et sonore Comme un chant de ramiers Oh nuit enchanteresse Divin ravissement Oh souvenir charmant Folle ivresse, doux rêve!
Aux clartés des étoiles Je crois encor la voir Entr'ouvrir ses longs voiles Aux vents tièdes du soir Oh nuit enchanteresse Divin ravissement Oh souvenir charmant Folle ivresse, doux rêve!
Cry For The Bad Man Composer(s): Allen Collins; Gary Rossington; Ronnie Van Zant Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd
Well he walks so tall to be so small Never met a man whos stranger He lives his life for a dollar sign And to deal with him is dangerous He knocked me down but Im on my feet Now Im so much wiser Id rather quit and go back home Than to deal with the money miser Lets cry for this bad man I sing a song for the bad man
Well, you treat me right baby, Ill treat you right Thats the way its supposed to be I put my faith down in my friend And he almost put an end to me Well I work seven days a week Eight when I am able When you take money from me you take food from my mamas table Lets cry for this bad man I wrote a song for the bad man
Oh baby you know who you are
Lets cry for this bad man I wrote a song for the bad man way down in Georgia
Well, you treat me right baby, Ill treat you right Thats the way its supposed to be I put my faith down in my friend And he almost put an end to me Well, when you take my money baby when you hurt my family I go walkin through the swamps without no shoes Step on a snake it scares you Lets cry for this bad man I wrote a song for the bad man broh lets cry for this bad man I wrote a song for the bad man
Je Crois En Nous
Adapted from: I Believe In You - 1980
German Title: Ich Glaub An Dich
Composer(s): Roger Cook; Sam Hogin; Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1984
Je ne crois pas aux superstars Au superman des super soirs Je ne crois pas sans rajeunir Qu'on soit obligé de vieillir Que le plus grand soit le plus fort Qu'une fille du sud perde le nord Qu'il pleuve à l'est et pas alleurs Que le premier soit le meilleur
Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous
Je ne crois pas qu'on aille au ciel Pour une messe ou un missel Je ne crois pas qu'on soit damné Pour une fleur qu'on a donné Que mon destin soit tout écrit Là-haut à l'encre de la nuit Que l'on me note bien ou mal Dans le grand livre des étoiles
Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous
Le jour où je t'ai rencontré J'ai rencontré ma vérité, et je t'aime C'est ça, c'est ça croire en toi Je ne crois pas que notre temps Soit fantastique ou décadent Que je ressemble à mon miroir Que blanc c'est blanc et noir c'est noir Que Tarzan vive à Hollywood Avec Donald et Robin Hood Je ne crois pas que l'An deux mille Verra la fin des imbéciles
Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous
Pourtant je crois encore à l'impossible amour Je crois au dieu des fous, je crois surtout en nous
Thou Swell Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Lorenz Hart First performance/First release by: William Gaxton & Costance Carpenter - 1927/Broadway Nitelites - 1928 Covered by multiple other artists
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand Wouldst kiss me pretty? Wouldst hold my hand? Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
I'd feel so rich in a hut for two Two rooms and kitchen I'm sure would do Give me just a plot of, not a lot of land And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand
I lost my own true love today She packed her bags and went away She ran to another guy So, cry
Here come them tear drops They're falling from my eyes So, cry (Cry, cry) Come on, now (Cry, cry, cry) But there's nothing else to do (Everybody cry)
It happens to every heart Somebody tears it all apart One day you gotta say goodbye So, cry
Someone else is tasting Lips that once were mine So (Cry, cry, cry) Come on, now (Cry, cry, cry) I'm feeling sad and blue (Everybody cry, cry)
(One, two, three, four, five) Tears are falling from my eyes (Six, seven, eight, nine, ten) How I'll miss my lady friend
One day my crying will end And I'll fall in love again But till that day arrives I gotta cry
If you cry too Then maybe I won't feel so blue So, cry (Cry, cry) Everybody (Cry, cry, cry)
I want some pity from you (Everbody cry, cry, cry) Everbody cry now Come on and cry now Don't you know you gotta cry (That you gotta cry) Oh-ooh Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Thou Shalt Not Steal Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk Performer(s): Dick & Dee Dee; John D. Loudermilk; The Newbeats
Thou shalt not steal Thou shalt not steal That's what the Good Book says Ya, ya, ya, ya Thou shalt not steal Thou shalt not steal But somebody is a stealing You away from me
I wonder if he really don't know That he'll reap exactly what he sows If he don't he'll find out someday When somebody steals you from him
He'll be crying that thou shalt not steal Thou shalt not steal That's what the Good Book says Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Cry Cry Cry Composer(s): Johnny Cash
First release by: Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Two - 1955
Covered by multiple other artists
Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down I think you only live to see the lights of town I wasted all my time when I would try, try, try When the lights have lost their glow you're gonna cry, cry, cry
I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in You stay a little while and then you're gone again Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own You're gonna cry, cry, cry
Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone You call to me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye" When I turn around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry
When your fickle heart gets old, no one will care for you You'll come back to me for a little love that's true I'll tell you "no" and you're gonna ask me why, why, why? When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry
You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own you're gonna cry, cry, cry
You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me then it'll hurt when you think of th
