Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Todo O Sentimento Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Cristóvão Bastos Performer(s): Chico Buarque and multiple other artists
Preciso não dormir Até se consumar O tempo Da gente Preciso conduzir Um tempo de te amar Te mando devagar E urgentemente Pretendo descobrir No último momento Um tempo que refaz o que desfez Que recolhe todo o entimento E bota no corpo uma outra vez
Prometo te querer Até o amor cair Doente Doente Prefiro então partir A tempo de poder A gente se desvencilhar da gente Depois de te perder Te encontro, com certeza Talvez num tempo da delicadeza Onde não diremos nada Nada aconteceu Apenas seguirei, como encantado Ao lado teu
I Drink French & Italian Titles: Je Bois; Io Bevo Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
I drink to drive away all the years I have hated The ambitions frustrated that no longer survive I drink day after day to the chaos behind me Yes, I drink to remind me that still I'm alive
So I give you a toast to the endless confusions To the lies and delusions that have swallowed my life Yes, I give you a toast to the wine and the roses To the deadly cirrhosis that can cut like a knife
I drink to catch a gleam of the love we degraded Of a life that has faded like the vanishing moon I drink, as in a dream, to my waning desire To the passionate fire that has burned out so soon
I drink and I drown in the promise you made me All the times you betrayed me in your anger and spite When you took on the town, when you looked for the action When you took satisfaction, like a whore in the night
I drink to make-believe that my life is worth living That the gods are forgiving at the end of the day I drink because I grieve for the dreams when we started For the innocent-hearted who got lost on the way
For the children unborn, for their dead, phantom faces For our sterile embraces in the tomb of your bed I drink, and I mourn for the harvest that failed For the ship that has sailed, for the hope that is dead
I drink to find a place where the darkness can hide me Till the terror inside me can at last disappear I drink to my disgrace, till oblivion claims me Till there's nothing that shames me, till I'm blind to my fear
Yes, I drink till I burst in my own degradation To the edge of damnation that is waiting below Yes, I drink with a thirst that destroys and depraves me And cuffs and enslaves me, and will never let go
I drink until I'm lost, and the street is my hideout Where I vomit my pride out till I'm gasping for breath I drink to count the cost of a life I despair for Until God hears my prayer for the compassion of death
So I spit out my bile at the gods who demean us At the silence between us, at the love none can save For a life that is vile, for a soul that is ailing For a body that's failing as it heads for the grave
I drink without a care? drink because I must? drink to my despair? I drink to your disgust? I drink, drink, drink? by God, I drink! Yes, I drink!
Jet Composer(s): Paul McCartney; Linda McCartney Performer(s): Paul McCartney; and various other artists
Jet! I Can Almost Remember Their Funny Faces That Time You Told Me That You Were Going To Be Marrying Soon And Jet, I Thought The Only Lonely Place Was On The Moon Jet! Jet!
Jet! Was Your Father As Bold As A Sergeant Major? How Come He Told You That You Were Hardly Old Enough Yet? And Jet, I Thought The Major Was A Lady Suffragette Jet! Jet!
Ah, Matter, Want Jet To Always Love Me? Ah, Matter, Want Jet To Always Love Me? Ah, Matter, Much Later
Jet! With The Wind In Your Hair Of A Thousand Laces Climb On The Back And We'll Go For A Ride In The Sky And Jet, I Thought The Major Was A Lady Suffragette Jet! Jet!
Todo Está Bien Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Zas
Todo está bien así nos lo hemos creído Uno puede pasear al perro por la vereda soleada Uno puede creer que la libertad es un picnic También se puede tener placer en ver T.V. un sábado a la noche
Más de vos más de mí más de los que están allí
Uno puede encontrarse una lata en la calle meter y sacar la mano sin temor a cortarse Si uno y uno son dos por qué lo ignora Dios
Todo está bien después de todo, todo está bien Todo está bien
Quisiera saber quién reparte el pan y el vino qué enseñanza le podré dar a mi hijo el hilo que aún me sostiene se está a punto de romper
Uno puede pensar que el mundo se arma para defenderse pero de quién? Uno puede amar la naturaleza pero comer un buen churrasco cerca del río Uno puede estar tan loco como para mirarse en el espejo y amarse de una vez por todas
Polución, frustración congestión, represión Qué suerte que te encuentro dormida y que la música aún nos una
Todo está bien después de todo, todo está bien Todo está bien A quién le importa ya si el mal o el bien existen con tanta gente sola y que resiste Si ellos lo dicen, todo está bien
Todo está bien después de todo, todo está bien Todo está bien después de todo, todo está bien
I Dreamt I Dwelt In Marble Halls Composer(s): Michael Balfe; Alfred Bunn; Michael McGlynn Performer(s): Larry Clinton and multiple other artists
I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls With servant and slaves by my side And of all who assembled within those great walls That I was the hope and the pride I had rubies to play with and money to count My name was renowned with fame But I also dreamt, which pleased me most That you loved me still the same That you loved me, you loved me still the same
I had rubies to play with and money to count My name was renowned with fame But I also dreamt, which pleased me most That you loved me still the same That you loved me, you loved me still the same
Jésus Christ Composer(s): Philippe Labro; Eddie Vartan Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
S'il existe encore aujourd'hui Il doit vivre aux Etats-Unis Il doit jouer de la guitare Et coucher sur les bancs des gares Il doit fumer de la marijane Avec un regard bleu qui plane
Jésus, Jésus-Christ Jésus-Christ est un hippie
Poncho mexicain sur le dos Autour de son front, un bandeau Il est barbu et chevelu Il s'est battu à Chicago Il aime les filles aux seins nus Il est né à San Francisco
Jésus, Jésus-Christ Jésus-Christ est un hippie
Dans les parcs et le long des docks Il vit dans un sac de couchage On n'arrête pas de l'arrêter Pour délit de vagabondage Au grand festival de Woodstock C'est lui qui soignait les blessés
Jésus, Jésus-Christ Jésus-Christ est un hippie
Son père s'appelait Jo, je crois Sa mère s'appelait Mary, je crois Il a trente-trois ans, je crois Le FBI lui court après, je crois Et s'ils arrivent à le coincer Ils mettront notre ami en croix
Jésus, Jésus-Christ Jésus-Christ est un hippie Jésus-Christ est un hippie Jésus-Christ est un hippie
Money and sex Toni puso una ficha en la máquina de placer Bueno aquí estoy Pide lo que quieras te lo doy Solo tienes que elegir tu fantasía de repente escucharás una melodía y tu cuerpo flotará sin dolor
Sexo por dinero no sexo por dinero
Money and sex Te quedan tres minutos en el juego esta vez Toni admítelo no hay nada más cercano al amor Ya no podrás dominar tu emoción deja que te invada mi sensación olvida tu chica y entrégate
Sexo por dinero no sexo por dinero
y si me amas compra otra ficha más y si me amas compra otra ficha más y si me amas...
Solo tienes que elegir tu fantasía de repente escucharás una melodía y tu cuerpo flotará sin dolor
I Dreamed Of A Hillbilly Heaven Composer(s): Eddie Dean; Hal Sothern Performer(s): Tex Ritter
(Wah, wah, wah, waaahhhh) I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven {Oh what a beautiful sight}
Last night I dreamed I went to hillbilly heaven And you know who greeted me at the gate? The ole cowboy-philosopher himself, Will Rogers He said to me, he said "Tex, the Big Boss of the riders up here has asked me to kinda show you around Now, over yonder are a couple of your ole compadres" My, was I glad to see them, Carson Robison and the Mississippi blue yodeler Jimmie Rodgers
I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven {Oh what a beautiful sight}
He introduced me to Wiley Post, and he showed me the Hall of Fame with all the gold guitars and fiddles hanging on the walls Then he said, "Tex, step over this way, there are two more of your friends I know you'll want to see, they're waitin' for you" There they were standin' side by side and smilin' at me -- Hank Williams and Johnny Horton
I met all the stars in hillbilly heaven {Oh what a star-studded night}
Then I asked him who else do you expect in the next, uh, say a hundred years? He handed me a large book covered with star dust Will called it the Big Tally Book In it were many names and each name was branded in pure gold I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley, Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff Eddy Arnold, Tennessee Ernie, Jimmy Dean, Andy Griffith, Roy Rogers, Tex Ritter (Whaaaatttt???) Tex Ritter? Oh, well, that's when I woke up, and I'm sorry I did, because
I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven {Oh what a beautiful sight}
Jesus, Lover Of My Soul Composer(s): Charles Wesley; S.B. Marsh Performer(s): Henry "Rubberlegs" Williams
Jesus, lover of my soul Let me to Thy bosom fly While the nearer waters roll While the tempest still is high Hide me, O my Savior! hide Till the storm of life be past Safe into the haven guide Oh! receive my soul at last!
Other refuge have I none Hangs my helpless soul on Thee Leave, ah! leave me not alone Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed All my help from Thee I bring Cover my defenceless head With the shadows of Thy wing!
Todo Es Mentira Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Me armé de corazas hasta los dientes y de eso que llaman valor de héroe Para no amainar el paso hacia una meta en la que nunca me empeñé Después de caer setecientas veces logré que el contrario perdiera un poco el pie y en vez de sentirme henchido por la hazaña me preguntaba "porqué" para responderme: no lo sé Todo es mentira menos tú y si lo fueras, te lo suplico, miénteme bésame y dime: todo es mentira menos tú Me quise creer algunas promesas que hablaban de cosas que había que cambiar la fe, que era escasa, apenas tuvo tiempo de acercarse a algún altar Cambiaron las cosas pero al contrario siguiendo las reglas del juego malabar salieron de la chistera gatos rosas grises, malvas, a cazar al primer ratón dispuesto a hablar Todo es mentira menos tú... No sé que sentido tiene la vida ni que coincidencia separa el bien del mal no sé si este cuerpo que me encierra nace de algo mas que un mineral De lo que no tengo ninguna duda es de que cometo el pecado original cuando cada noche el cuerpo que me ofreces no es una estatua de sal sino del paraíso terrenal Todo es mentira menos tú...
I Dreamed A Dream Adapted from: J'avais Rêvé D'une Autre Vie - 1980 Composer(s): Claude-Michel Schonberg; Alain Boublil; Jean-Marc Natel; Herbert Kretzmer Performer(s): Patti LuPone - 1986 Covered by multiple other artists
There was a time when men were kind Their voices were soft And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind And the world was a song And that song was exciting
There was a time, and it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in days gone by When hope was high and life worth living I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid And dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid No song unsung no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side He filled my days with endless wonder He took my childhood in his stride But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dreamed he'd come to me That we would live the years together But there are dreams that cannot be And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be So diff'rent from this hell I'm living So diff'rent now from what it seemed Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
Jesus, It's Me Again Composer(s): Dick Damron Performer(s): Charley Pride; and various other artists
Lately Lord, I almost feel like dyin' Wake up like a child slowly cryin' Sometimes Lord, I just can't keep from cryin' I can't find the strength to carry on
Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand
Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand
Time to time I try to find a reason To talk to you from time to time before But this time Lord Your Will is my command And I know I just can't take it anymore
Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand
Jesus it's me again Down on my knees again Asking you please again Reach out your hand
Me desperté eran casi las 6 me di vuelta y quise besarte los pies di contra el suelo
Te fui a buscar en cada habitación me di cuenta que ya no estabas allí lo habías hecho de nuevo
Todo el mundo quieto y nadie saldrá herido devuélvanme a mi amor
Uno piensa que el amor es eterno que todo consiste en un poco de mimos palabras y juegos todo es tan fugaz, todo es tan virtual que lo que hoy vemos bien, mañana está mal y lo desconocemos
Todo el mundo quieto y nadie saldrá herido devuélvanme a mi amor
Todo el mundo... yo que creía ser tu perfecta droga yo era tu daga y tu flor devuélvanme a mi amor
Desayuné, saque el perro a pasear me propuse olvidar por un rato y todo, todo fue en vano
Empecé a correr me subí a la torre más alta de ésta ciudad y con fuego escribí con las manos
Todo el mundo quieto y nadie saldrá herido devuélvanme a mi amor devuélvanme a mi amor devuélvanme a mi amor...
I Dream Of You Composer(s): Marjorie Goetschius; Edna Osser Performer(s): Johnny Mathis and multiple other artists
You're completely unaware, dear, that my heart is in your hand So for love's sake won't you listen and try to understand?
I dream of you more than you dream I do How can I prove to you this love is real? You mean to me more than you mean to be You just can't seem to see the way I feel
When I am close to you the world is far away The words that fill my heart my lips can't seem to say
I want you so more than you'll ever know More than you dream I do, I dream of you
I want you so more than you'll ever know More than you dream I do, I dream of you
Jesus Was A Capricorn Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson Performer(s): Kris Kristofferson; and various other artists
Jesus was a capricorn He ate organic food He believed in love and peace And never wore no shoes
Long hair, beard and sandles And a funky bunch of friends Reckon we'd just nail him up If he came down again
Chorus: 'cause everybody's gotta have somebody to look down on Who they can feel better than at any time they please Someone doin' somethin' dirty decent folks can frown on If you can't find nobody else, then help yourself to me
Eggheads cussing rednecks cussing Hippies for their hair Others laugh at straights who laugh at Freaks who laugh at squares
Some folks hate the whites Who hate the blacks who hate the klan Most of us hate anything that We don't understand
Todo Acabó Composer(s): Fernando Z. Maldonado Performer(s): Javier Solís
Qué soledad ha dejado en mi alma tu amor comprendiendo que no puede ser ni debe seguir así Tanto vivir en tus brazos un mundo de amor más la cruel realidad ya llegó y todo se terminó
Es inútil no te puedo hacer feliz pues las leyes me lo exigen sin piedad el destino se interpone entre tú y yo triste verdad Todo acabó, en mi pecho se ahogó mi penar ya mi alma se muere sin ti y digo este adiós: amor
Es inútil no te puedo hacer feliz pues las leyes me lo exigen sin piedad, el destino se interpone entre tú y yo triste verdad Todo acabó, en mi pecho se ahogó mi penar ya mi alma se muere sin ti y digo este adiós: amor
I Dream Of Jeannie With The Light Brown Hair (aka Jeanie With The Light Brown Hair) Composer(s): Stephen Foster Performer(s): Glenn Miller and multiple other artists
I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air I see her tripping where the bright streams play Happy as the daisies that dance on her way
Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er Oh! I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair Floating, like a vapor, on the soft, summer air
I long for Jeannie with the day dawn smile Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile I hear her melodies, like joys gone by Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die
Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain Wailing for the lost one that comes not again Oh! I long for Jeannie, and my heart bows low Never more to find her where the bright waters flow
I sigh for Jeannie, but her light form strayed Far from the fond hearts round her native glade Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone
Now the nodding wild flow'rs may wither on the shore While her gentle fingers will cull them no more Oh! I sigh for Jeannie with the light brown hair Floating like a vapor, on the soft summer air
Jesus Walked That Lonesome Valley (Traditional) Performer(s): Elvis Presley; Andy Griffith
You've got to walk that lonesome valley Well you gotta go by yourself Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you You gotta go there by yourself
Now mother walked that lonesome valley Now mother walked, she walked it by herself Well there ain't nobody else could ever walk it for her She had to walk it, she had to walk it by herself
You've got to walk that lonesome valley Well you gotta go by yourself Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you You gotta go there by yourself
Now father walked that lonesome valley Now father walked it, he walked it by himself Nobody else could walk it for him Well he had to walk it, he had to walk it by himself
You've got to walk that lonesome valley Well you gotta go by yourself Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you You gotta go there by yourself
Now John was a baptist He was some folk say he was a Jew He wrote that holy holy bible The bible tells you, it plainly tells you That he was, that he was a preacher too
You've got to walk that lonesome valley Well you gotta go by yourself Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you You gotta go there by yourself
You've got to walk that lonesome valley Well you gotta go by yourself Well there ain't nobody else gonna go there for you You gotta go there by yourself
Todo A Pulmón Composer(s): Alejandro Lerner Performer(s): Alejandro Lerner and multiple other artists
Que difícil se me hace mantenerme en este viaje sin saber a dónde voy en realidad si es de ida o de vuelta si el furgón es la primera si volver es una forma de llegar
Que difícil se me hace cargar todo este equipaje se hace dura la subida al caminar esta realidad tirana que se ríe a carcajadas porque espera que me canse de buscar
Cada nota cada idea cada paso en mi carrera y la estrofa de mi última canción cada fecha postergada la salida y la llegada y el oxígeno de mi respiración y todo a pulmón todo a pulmón
Que difícil se me hace mantenerme con coraje lejos de la transa y la prostitución Defender mi ideología buena o mala pero mía tan humana como la contradicción
Que difícil se me hace seguir pagando el peaje de esta ruta de locura y ambición un amigo en la carrera una luz y una escalera y la fuerza de hacer todo a pulmón
I Dream Of Brownie With The Light Blue Jeans Composer(s): Stephen Foster; Sol Meyer; Spike Jones Performer(s): Spike Jones
I dream of Brownie with the light blue jeans She is as sweet as liquorice jelly beans I dream of Brownie and with passion I burn For of all the smiles I've seen there's none like her'n When my nights are lonely and go from bad to worse Brownie sings to me and I thrill to her verse She makes me happy and she makes me feel merrier Brownie is my favour-ite black haired terrier
I love Brownie better than Jeannie, Jeannie I love Brownie better than Jeannie without the hair I will not forget, forget the night I called I looked for Jeannie's light brown hair And found that she was bald
I dream of Jeannie with the (pop, whistle & cow bell) She is so (pop) that I could almost (car horn) I dream of Jeannie with the (pop, whistle & cow bell) Ev'ry time I look at her I (grunt, grunt, grunt) Ev'ry time I (gunshot) her, I could almost (car horn) Ev'ry time I (gunshot) her, I (gil-ulp, gil-ulp, gulp) I dream of Jeannie with the (bell, ascending whistle, Neigh) Jeannie is my queenie, for I love her so