Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Iets Van Een Wonder (Adapted from: Sacrifice - 1989) Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin; Belinda Meuldijk Performer(s): Rob de Nijs - 1994
Niemand is volmaakt Beloof maar niets Elke droom die je kwijtraakt Verandert iets Als in onze liefde Een leegte ontstaat Verlang je naar verleiding Je zoekt het zoete verraad Dom dom hart Hoe blind ben jij Lust is illusie En het gaat voorbij
Maar wat is liefde dan Alleen een simpel woord Iets van een wonder Van een allerdaags soort En liefde is niet volmaakt Nooit echt volmaakt Liefde is niet volmaakt Maar mateloos mooi
Als het later te laat is Hou je haar vast Denkt dat het een compromis is Tussen hoofd en hart Je vraagt vertrouwen Maar kijkt haar niet aan Denkt dat mannen en vrouwen Elkaar nooit echt verstaan Dom dom hart Hoe blind ben jij Lust is illusie liefje En gaat voorbij
Maar wat is liefde dan Alleen een simpel woord Iets van een wonder Van een allerdaags soort En liefde is niet volmaakt Nooit echt volmaakt Liefde is niet volmaakt Maar mateloos mooi
Dom dom hart Hoe blind ben jij Lust is illusie liefde En gaat voorbij
Maar wat is liefde dan Alleen een simpel woord Iets van een wonder Van een allerdaags soort En liefde is niet volmaakt Nooit echt volmaakt Liefde is niet volmaakt Maar mateloos mooi
Holly Leaves And Christmas Trees
Composer(s): Bobby Red West; Glen Spreen
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1971
Somewhere in, in the distant night I hear Christmas bells The gentle snow keeps falling down on people Who are homeward bound That's the way it's always been The circle really never ends Christmas seems to come and go From the place that I don't know Holly leaves and Christmas trees It's that time of year
Lights aglow and mistletoe Don't mean a thing when you're not here As I walk, walk this lonely street The sound of snow beneath my feet I'll think of how it used to be Holly leaves and Christmas trees Used to mean so much to me
A Whiter Shade Of Pale Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Matthew Fisher - Keith Reid
First release by: Procol Harum - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Les Orgues D'antan (Nicoletta)
1967 - Senza Luce (I Dik Dik)
1967 - Êsse Amor Que Eu Não Quería (Agnaldo Timóteo)
We skipped the light Fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kind of seasick But the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink The waiter brought a tray
And so it was that later As the Miller told his tale That her face, at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said there is no reason And the truth is plain to see But I wandered through my playing cards And would not let her be One of sixteen vestal virgins Who were leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open They might just as well have been closed
And so it was that later As the mirror told it's tale That her face, at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale
Sacred Emotion Composer(s): Evan Rogers; Carl Sturken Performer(s): Donny Osmond
There's a candle I keep in my window and it's burning brighter tonight Through the storm and the winds of change I'll be sure that you can see the light I never wandered, I never gave up 'cause a true heart never goes astray Whatever road that you take will lead you back to me 'cause our love is too strong to slip away
Like a river flowing into the ocean I can feel you coming back to me (bring it on back) 'Cause our love is like a sacred emotion and it's burning bright for the whole world to see
It won't be long before I hear that knock on my door, that telephone call And if your journey takes you far away I'll still catch you when you fall Love's like a wheel, turning 'round and round the feeling fades but never dies There'll never be any question or doubt in my mind 'cause the answer's right there, in your eyes
Like a river flowing into the ocean I can feel you coming back to me (bring it on back) 'Cause our love is like a sacred emotion and it's burning bright for the whole world to see Bring it on back to me
Whatever road that you take will lead you back to me 'cause our love is too strong to slip away
Like a river flowing into the ocean (bring it on back to me) I can feel you coming back to me (I feel you in my heart) 'Cause our love is like a sacred emotion And it's burning bright for the whole world to see I feel you coming back to me
Shape Of A Pony Composer(s): Joan Armatrading Performer(s): Joan Armatrading
Dreams of building a fortress A castle made of stone A castle made of stone
Dreams of building a fortress A castle made of stone A castle made of stone
Works himself to a pony shape But he just can't get it But he can't trust the sky Walks quite far But he can't make the mile Charts his course But he never sets sail
Jumps quite high But he can't trust the sky Walks quite far But he can't make the mile Charts his course But he never sets sail
He would die for a Porsche All covered up with chrome All covered up with chrome
He would die for a Porsche All covered up with chrome All covered up with chrome Works so hard But he just can't get it
Youth all spent On a pie in the sky Ace is high But the thing is to try Lady luck Won't you give up a smile
Jump that jump Can trust the sky Walk that walk You'll reach the mile Chart that course Buddy let us set sail Let us set sail
Da da da
Works himself to a pony shape But he just cana't get it
Jump that jump Can trust the sky Walk that walk Chart that course Let us set sail
Sacré Félicien Composer(s): Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Sachez qu'en mon pays Avec tous mes amis De veille et de bamboche Il faut se lever tôt Pour avoir le droit au Titre de roi des cloches Boire et jouer pour deux Aimer à qui mieux mieux Traiter Dieu de fantoche En réflechissant bien Je n'en vois guère qu'un Pour qui c'est dans la poche
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Tous les soirs au poker Paradis et enfer Mon coeur cesse de battre Quand tremble sa casquette Au regard qu'il me jette En abattant ses cartes Si je sens aussitôt Pousser sous mon chapeau Des cornes qui se cachent C'est qu'au jeu de poker Il dit qu'il vaut mieux faire Le boucher que la vache
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Au tendre jeu d'aimer Sa force est de flairer L'anguille sous la roche Peu lui chaut tout à fait Que la belle ait le nez En forme de galoche Mais qu'un morceau de roi Suivi d'un échalas À petits pas s'approche Il me dit aussitôt Ben mon pauvre jeannot La tienne est plutôt moche
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Quand on va braconner La truite et le gibier Je guette le gendarme S'il est petit et gros Suant sous son chapeau Il me dit pas d'alarme Te casse pas la tête Celui-là est si bête D'après ce qu'on raconte Que même ses collègues Qui ne sont pas des aigles Ont pu s'en rendre compte
Sacré Félicien Tu mérites bien La cloche d'airain Sacré Félicien
Ho, Ho, Ho, And A Bottle Of Rhum
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Roger Guth; Pete Mayer; Russ Kunkel
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffet
Santa's stressed out as the holiday season draws near
He's been doing the same job now going on two thousand years
He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars cover his buns
He hates to admit it, but Xmas is more work than fun
He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow
Mr. Claus has a has escape plans, a secret that only he knows
Beaches and palm trees appear night and day in his dreams
A break from his wife, half-frozen in life
The elves and that damn reindeer team
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean
He thinks about boat drinks and fun in the sun
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Plastic creations and crass exploitations aren't good
He wants to go back to simple toys made out of wood
Just for the weekend he's like to be Peter Pan
Get out of his long johns and dance with a sword in the sand
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Snata's off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel drums
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's off to the Caribbean
A week in the tropics and he'll be alright
Sporting a tan as he rides out of sight
Merry Christmas to all and to all good night
Sacré Charlemagne Composer(s): Robert Gall; Georges Liferman Performer(s): France Gall
Qui a eu cette idée folle Un jour d'inventer l'école C'est ce sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne De nous laisser dans la vie Que les dimanches, les jeudis C'est ce sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Ce fils de Pépin le Bref Nous donne beaucoup d'ennuis Et nous avons cent griefs Contre, contre, contre lui
Qui a eu cette idée folle Un jour d'inventer l'école C'est ce sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Participe passé 4 et 4 font 8 Leçon de français De mathématiques Que de que de travail Sacré sacré sacré Charlemagne
Il aurait dû caresser Longtemps sa barbe fleurie Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Au lieu de nous ennuyer Avec la géographie Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Il n'avait qu'à s'occuper De batailles et de chasse Nous n'serions pas obligés D'aller chaque jour en classe
Il faut apprendre à compter Et faire des tas de dictées Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Sacré Charlemagne
Participe passé 4 et 4 font 8 Leçon de français De mathématiques Que de que de travail Sacré sacré sacré Charlemagne
Car sans lui dans notre vie Y n'y aurait que des jeudis Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne Oh Oh sacré Charlemagne...
Hey, ho, nobody home
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Hey, ho, nobody home
Yet will I be merry
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Hey, ho, nobody home
Hey, ho, nobody home
Yet wiIll be merry
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet will I be merry
Yet will I be merry
Sacramento Composer(s): G. Capuano; Rubirosa Performer(s): Middle Of The Road
There's something about the weather that everybody loves They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento Oh, when the sun is up in the sky The wind is coming by the River Side Coast every day You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-a-ding)
There's something about the people that everybody knows That gives you a tender feeling of protection You're feeling lonely, but you don't know Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ring-a-ding)
Now the spring is near again And you thinking upon the evil nights so lonely But you can ease you at a smile With all these people and a loving man In Sacramento
There's something about the weather that everybody loves They call it the Indian Spring of Sacramento You're feeling lonely, but you don't know Until that sad old feeling here inside you starts to grow You're in Sacramento, a wonderful town (sing, sing, sing, ding-a-ding)
Weet je nog, Sacha, hoe we waren op school Leerden en speelden en jij was m'n idool Weet je nog, Sacha, ik was altijd bij jou Onze ouders zagen ons al getrouwd
Weet je nog, Sacha, die geruchten rond jou Die me verwarden, die 'k niet aannemen wou Tot op die dag en m'n wereld ging stuk Je kwam met je vriend en ik zag jouw geluk
Sacha, je bent niet als al de anderen Maar mijn gevoel voor jou zal nooit veranderen Sacha, leef jij nu maar je leven De wereld duurt maar even
Weet je nog, Sacha, ik heb jou zo gemist Je warme woorden, alles wat ik niet wist Je roze dromen, alles wat je niet zei Een teder gebaar en je maakte me blij
Leven is moeilijk en gelukkig te zijn Is niet eenvoudig, gaat gepaard met veel pijn Ik blijf van je houden, daarin ken je m'n trouw M'n enige vriend, ik sta steeds achter jou
Sacha, je bent niet als al de anderen Maar mijn gevoel voor jou zal nooit veranderen Sacha, leef jij nu maar je leven De wereld duurt maar even
Sacha, je bent niet als al de anderen Maar mijn gevoel voor jou zal nooit veranderen Sacha, leef jij nu maar je leven De wereld duurt maar even
Hey Santa Composer(s): Kevin Wilson Performer(s): U.K. Subs
If everyday was Christmas If we could make believe If everyone would give a little more There'd be harmony
The city is covered in snow tonight The children fast asleep I'm waiting for him but he's nowhere in sight And I wonder if he can hear me
Hey Santa! Hey Santa! Santa I wish with all my might Hey Santa! Hey Santa! Santa Bring my baby home tonight
Why does it feel like it's colder than winter Even by the fireside My baby said that he'd be home for Christmas But now it's almost midnight The Christmas lights up and down the street are Such a sight to see And all the presents by the tree They don't mean a thing Santa please hear me
Hey Santa! Hey Santa! Santa I wish with all my might Hey Santa! Hey Santa! Santa Won't you hurry bring my baby tonight
I know your sleigh is full inside But won't you stop and give my baby a ride I'm waiting here by candlelight this Christmas. The Christmas lights up and down the street are Such a sight to see And all the presents by the tree They don't mean a thing till he's with me
The Christmas lights up and down the street The presents by the tree I hear a knock oh can it be My wish is staring back at me
Hey Santa! Hey Santa! Santa I guess you heard me tonight, yeah Hey Santa! Hey Santa! Santa I'm underneath the mistletoe with my baby tonight
Sacando Pecho Y Brazo Composer(s): Victor Jara Performer(s): Victor Jara
Dicen que los ricachones caramba estan muy extrañados Dicen porque los rotitos caramba se han miren se han puesto alzados Caramba dicen que los ricachones Alzame esas paredes pongame un techo me grito mi negra aguaita sacando pecho Sacando pecho y brazo poniendo puerta esta toma no es toma aguanta parece fiesta parece fiesta ahora feliz mañana vamos a sacar la casa aguaita por la ventana por la ventana entre el sol y la luna y tengamos los pobres aguaita un poco de fortuna un poquito de fortuna verdad Felicia vuelvete la fortuna aguaita un poco de justicia pucha que estoy feliz con la aguita de la perdiz
Hey Santa Composer(s): Ashanti Douglas; Irv Gotti Performer(s): Ashanti
Hey Santa can you bring me something good something good, something good Hey Santa can you bring me something sweet something sweet, something, something sweet Like chocolate kisses or candy canes, gumdrops or butterscotch, fruity flavor, chewy rings Hey Santa can you bring me something nice something nice, something nice Hey Santa can you bring me something new something new, something, something new Like a diamond bracelet or a diamond ring how about a shiny new, baby blue, convertible Hey santa can you bring me everything
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Hey Santa can I sing this song to you sing to you, sing to you Hey Santa can you make my wish come true make it true, make it, make it true Can you fill my stocking with lots of treats boxes with red and green, none to make the christmas tree Hey Santa can you bring me everything
Sabrá Dios Composer(s): Alvaro Carrillo Performer(s): Javier Solís
Sabrá Dios si tú me quieres o me engañas como no adivino seguiré pensando que me quieres solamente a mí No tengo derecho en realidad Para dudar de ti y para no vivir feliz Pero yo presiento que no estás conmigo Aunque estás aquí
Sabrá Dios, uno no sabe nunca nada moriré de pena si este amor fracasa nada más por mi equivocación Y debo estar loco para atormentarme sin haber razón pero voy a luchar hasta arrancar esta ingrata mentira de mi corazón
Sabrá Dios, uno no sabe nunca nada moriré de pena si este amor fracasa nada más por mi equivocación Y debo estar loco para atormentarme sin haber razón pero voy a luchar hasta arrancar esta ingrata mentira de mi corazón
Here Was A Man
Composer(s): Johnny Bond; Tex Ritter
Performer(s): Johnny Cash
(Joy to the world the Lord is come) Here was a man A man who was born in a small village, the son of a peasant woman He grew up in another small village Until he reached the age of thirty he worked as a carpenter Then for three years he was a traveling minister But he never traveled more than two hundred miles from where he was born And where he did go, he usually walked He never held political office, he never wrote a book, never bought a home Never had a family, he never went to college And he never set foot inside a big city Yes, here was a man Though he never did one on the things that you'd usually associate with greatness He had no credentials but himself, he had nothing to do with this world Except through the devine purpose that brought him to this world And while he was still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him Most of his friends ran away, one of them denied him One of them betrayed him and turned him over to his enemies Then he went through the mockery of a trial And was nailed to a cross between two thieves And even while he was dying, his executioners gambled For the only piece of property that he had in the world And that was his robe, his purple robe When he was dead he was taken down from the cross And laid in a borrowed grave provided by compassionate friends More than nineteen centuries have come and gone And today he's a centerpiece of the human race Our leader in the column to human destiny I think I'm well within the mark when I say That all of the armies that ever marched All of the navies that ever sailed the seas All of the legislative bodies that ever sat And all of the kings that ever reigned All of them put together had not affected the life of man on this earth So powerfully as that one solitary life Here was a man (Joy to the world the Lord is come)
