Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Samba Mambo Composer(s): Michel Berger Performer(s): France Gall
La samba samba s'en va Quand le mambo mambo est là La samba samba sans toi Je change, je change, je change de pas Tu danses, tu danses dans d'autres bras Je pense, je pense, je pense à toi Immense, immense baraka Tu t'es retournée contre moi
La samba samba s'en va Quand le mambo mambo est là La samba samba sans toi Tu changes, tu changes, peut-être pas
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Tu penches, tu penches vers d'autres voix Tu te balances très loin de moi Immense, immense baraka Je prie, je prie, je prie pour toi
La samba samba s'en va Quand le mambo, mambo est là La samba samba sans toi Je change, je change, je change de pas
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Chacun prend la place de l'autre Et le bonheur des uns fait le malheur des autres
La samba samba s'en va Quand le mambo, mambo est là La samba samba sans toi Tu changes, tu changes, peut-être pas La samba samba s'en va Quand le mambo, mambo est là La samba samba sans toi Tu changes, tu changes, peut-être pas
Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la Tibili-bili pa pa lia la
Jingle Bell Rock
Composer(s): Jim Boothe; Joe Beal
First release by: Bobby Helms - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun Now the jingle hop has begun
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time To rock the night away Jingle bell time is a swell time To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet Jingle around the clock Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet That's the jingle bell That's the jingle bell That's the jingle bell rock
Jesus, Jesus, rest your head You have got a manger bed All the evil folk on earth Sleep in feathers at their birth
(But) Jesus, Jesus, rest your head You have got a manger bed
Have you heard about our Jesus? Have you heard about his fate? How his mother came to the stable On that Christmas Eve so late? Winds were blowing Cows were lowing Stars were glowing, glowing, glowing
Jesus, Jesus, rest your head You have got a manger bed
Samba Do Grande Amor Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque and multiple other artists
Tinha cá pra mim Que agora sim Eu vivia enfim o grande amor Mentira Me atirei assim De trampolim Fui até o fim um amador
Passava um verão A água e pão Dava o meu quinhão pro grande amor Mentira Eu botava a mão No fogo então Com meu coração de fiador
Hoje eu tenho apenas uma pedra no meu peito Exijo respeito, não sou mais um sonhador Chego a mudar de calçada Quando aparece uma flor E dou risada do grande amor Mentira
Fui muito fiel Comprei anel Botei no papel o grande amor Mentira Reservei hotel Sarapatel E lua-de-mel em Salvador
Fui rezar na Sé Pra São José Que eu levava fé no grande amor Mentira Fiz promessa até Pra Oxumaré De subir a pé o Redentor
Hoje eu tenho apenas uma pedra no meu peito Exijo respeito, não sou mais um sonhador Chego a mudar de calçada Quando aparece uma flor E dou risada do grande amor Mentira
Jesus Is The Light Of The World Composer(s): Charlie Daniels Performer(s): Charlie Daniels
On a clear night, many many years ago Two weary strangers moving slow Were looking for a place to stay But there was no place Though they traveled many miles So Mary being great with Child Lay down on the sweet smelling hay Then a bright light fell from heaven As a special star shone bright And three wise men from a foreign land Came to worship him that night And in the clear night you could hear the angels sing Praises to the newborn King Jesus is the light of the world
And the angels heralding the Holy Birth Were singing Peace to men on Earth Unto you is born a Son And the shepherds Though they had their flocks to tend Journeyed unto Bethlehem To behold the Holy One
And then the Boy grew up to be a Man Come to set the captives free Come to heal the sick and raise the dead And to cause the blind to see And the best part is even though He's gone away He'll be coming back someday Jesus is the Light of the world
And the best part is even though He's gone away He'll be coming back someday Jesus is the Light of the world Jesus is the Light of the world Jesus is the Light of the world
Samba Do Avião Composer(s): Antônio Carlos Jobim First release by: Antônio Carlos Jobim - 1965
Minha alma canta Vejo o Rio de Janeiro Estou morrendo de saudade Rio, teu mar, praias sem fim Rio, você foi feito pra mim
Cristo Redentor Braços abertos sobre a Guanabara Este samba é só porque Rio, eu gosto de você A morena vai sambar Seu corpo todo balançar Rio de sol, de céu, de mar Dentro de mais um minuto estaremos no Galeão Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro
Cristo Redentor Braços abertos sobre a Guanabara Este samba é só porque Rio, eu gosto de você A morena vai sambar Seu corpo todo balançar Aperte o cinto, vamos chegar Água brilhando, olha a pista chegando E vamos nós Pousar
The Christmas Waltz
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jule Styne
First release by: Frank Sinatra - 1954
Covered by multiple other artists
Frosted window panes Candles gleaming inside Painted cany canes on the the tree Santa's on his way, He's filled his slay With things, things for you and for me
It's the time of year When the world falls in love Every song you hear Seems to say Merry Christmas May your new year dreams come true And this song of mine In three quarter time Wishes you and yours The same thing too
Merry Christmas May your new year dreams come true And this song of mine In three quarter time Wishes you and yours The same thing too Merry Christmas to you
Samba De Uma Nota Só (English Version: One Note Samba - 1962) Composer(s): Antônio Carlos Jobim; Newton Mendonça First release by: João Gilberto - 1960 Covered by multiple other artists
Eis aqui este sambinha Feito numa nota só Outras notas vão entrar Mas a base é uma só Esta outra é consequência Do que acabo de dizer Como eu sou a consequência Inevitável de você
Quanta gente existe por aí Que fala tanto e não diz nada Ou quase nada Já me utilizei de toda a escala E no final não sobrou nada Não deu em nada
E voltei prá minha nota Como eu volto prá você Vou cantar com a minha nota Como eu gosto de você E quem quer todas as notas Ré mi fá sol la si dó Fica sempre sem nenhuma Fique numa nota só
Jésus Bambino
(Adapted from: "4 Marzo 1943" - 1971)
Composer(s): Paola Pallottino; Lucio Dalla; Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Dalida - 1971
Il parait que c'était un bel homme qui venait du large Sachant comme personne parler d'amour aux femmes Il offrit à Marie une bague de pacotille Prit sa jeunesse et repartit sur les vagues
Sans comprendre elle resta dans la chambre d'avril à décembre Avec sa robe courte de jour en jour plus courte La fille ne savait pas grand choses des gens et des usages Elle n'avait connu qu'un homme L'homme d'un lointain rivage
Elle n'avait que seize ans quand l'enfant vint au monde De taverne en taverne elle chantait à la ronde Des refrains de bastringues en croyant que c'était des berceuses Elle jouait à la Madone elle n'était pas malheureuse
Elle passait comme une ombre dans le faubourg de Rome Se prenant pour la vierge Que le ciel lui pardonne De sa bible il n'est rien resté que l'enfant de la chance Et que se nom qu'il porte comme une croix immense Comme un fardeau aussi lourd que le monde posait sur son dos Ce drôle de nom de baptême Jésus Bambino Comme un fardeau aussi lourd que le monde posait sur son dos Ce drôle de nom de baptême Jésus Bambino
Samba De Orly Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque and multiple other artists
Vai meu irmão Pega esse avião Você tem razão De correr assim Desse frio Mas beija O meu Rio de Janeiro Antes que um aventureiro Lance mão
Pede perdão Pela duração Dessa temporada Mas não diga nada Que me viu chorando E pros da pesada Diz que eu vou levando Vê com é que anda Aquela vida à toa E se puder me manda Uma notícia boa
Jesuous Ahatonhia (aka The Huron Indian Carol; 'Twas In The Moon Of Winter Time)
Composer(s): Jean de Brebeuf - Jesse Edgar Middleton
'Twas in the moon of wintertime when all the birds had fled That mighty Gitchi Manitou sent angel choirs instead Before their light the stars grew dim and wondering hunters heard the hymn Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
Within a lodge of broken bark the tender babe was found A ragged robe of rabbit skin enwrapped his beauty round But as the hunter braves drew nigh the angel song rang loud and high Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
The earliest moon of wintertime is not so round and fair As was the ring of glory on the helpless infant there The chiefs from far before him knelt with gifts of fox and beaver pelt Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
O children of the forest free, O seed of Manitou The holy Child of earth and heaven is born today for you Come kneel before the radiant boy who brings you beauty peace and joy Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
'Twas in the moon of wintertime when all the birds had fled That mighty Gitchi Manitou sent angel choirs instead Before their light the stars grew dim and wondering hunters heard the hymn Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
Within a lodge of broken bark the tender babe was found A ragged robe of rabbit skin enwrapped his beauty round But as the hunter braves drew nigh the angel song rang loud and high Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
The earliest moon of wintertime is not so round and fair As was the ring of glory on the helpless infant there The chiefs from far before him knelt with gifts of fox and beaver pelt Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
O children of the forest free, O seed of Manitou The holy Child of earth and heaven is born today for you Come kneel before the radiant boy who brings you beauty peace and joy Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria
Samarcanda Composer(s): Roberto Vecchioni First release by: Roberto Vecchioni - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
C'era una grande festa nella capitale perché la guerra era finita I soldati erano tornati tutti a casa e avevano gettato le divise Per la strada si ballava e si beveva vino i musicanti suonavano senza interruzione Era primavera e le donne potevano, dopo tanti anni riabbracciare i loro uomini All'alba furono spenti i falò e fu proprio allora che tra la folla per un momento, a un soldato parve di vedere una donna vestita di nero che lo guardava con occhi cattivi
Ridere ridere ridere ancora ora la guerra paura non fa brucian le divise dentro il fuoco la sera brucia nella gola vino a sazietà musica di tamburelli fino all'aurora il soldato che tutta la notte ballò vide tra la folla quella nera Signora vide che cercava lui e si spaventò
"Salvami, salvami grande sovrano fammi fuggire, fuggire di qua alla parata lei mi stava vicino e mi guardava con malignità" "Dategli, dategli un animale figlio del lampo, degno di un re presto, più presto perché possa scappare dategli la bestia più veloce che c'è"
"Corri cavallo, corri ti prego fino a Samarcanda io ti guiderò non ti fermare, vola ti prego corri come il vento che mi salverò... oh oh cavallo, oh oh cavallo, oh oh cavallo oh oh cavallo, oh oh"
Fiumi poi campi poi l'alba era viola bianche le torri che infine toccò ma c'era tra la folla quella nera Signora e stanco di fuggire la sua testa chinò "Eri tra la gente nella capitale so che mi guardavi con malignità son scappato in mezzo ai grilli e alle cicale son scappato via ma ti ritrovo qua!"
"Sbagli, ti inganni, ti sbagli soldato io non ti guardavo con malignità era solamente uno sguardo stupito cosa ci facevi l'altro ieri là? T'aspettavo qui per oggi a Samarcanda eri lontanissimo due giorni fa ho temuto che per aspettar la banda non facessi in tempo ad arrivare qua"
Non è poi così lontano Samarcanda corri cavallo, corri di là... ho cantato insieme a te tutta la notte corri come il vento che ci arriverà "Oh oh cavallo, oh oh cavallo, oh oh cavallo oh oh cavallo, oh oh"
Sam, You Made The Pants Too Long Composer(s): Milton Berle; Sam M. Lewis; Victor Young Performer(s): Barbra Streisand and multiple other artists
Trousers dragging, slowly dragging through the street Yes! I'm walking, but I'm walking without feet! I'm not finding fault at all You're too big and I'm too small But Sam, you promised me both ends would meet
You made the coat and vest fit the best You made the lining nice and strong But Sam, you made the pants too long
You made the peak lapel look so swell So who am I to say you're wrong? But Sam, you made the pants too long
They got a belt and they got suspenders So what can they lose? But what good are belts and suspenders When the pants are hanging over the shoes
You feel a winter breeze up and down the knees The belt is where the tie belongs 'Cause Sam, Sam, Sam you made the pants too long!
It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year Composer(s): Eddie Pola; George Wyle Performer(s): Andy Williams; and various other artists
It's the most wonderful time of the year With the kids jingle belling And everyone telling you, "Be of good cheer" It's the most wonderful time of the year
It's the hap-happiest season of all With those holiday greetings And glad happy meetings when friends come to call It's the hap-happiest season of all
There'll be parties for hosting Marshmallows for toasting And caroling out in the snow There'll be scary ghost stories and tales of the glories Of Christmases long, long ago
It's the most wonderful time of the year There'll be much mistletoe-ing And hearts will be glowing, when loved ones are near It's the most wonderful time of the year
Sam The Skull Composer(s): Harry Hagan Performer(s): Alastair McDonald
Im a cat, Im a cat, Im a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull Ive got claws on my paws like a crocodiles jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull Im no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gie a hug Im the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog
Well, I roam aroon doon Shettlestoon and they all know me by sight Its the Skull! Its the Skull!, you can hear them yell As they vanish in tae the night The Polis Station doon oor way has bars on the windy sill Its no to keep the prisoners in, its to keep oot Sam the Skull
Im a cat, Im a cat, Im a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull Ive got claws on my paws like a crocodiles jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull Im no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gie a hug Im the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog
Well, one fine day no so long ago, they all had had their fill They sent for the R.S.P.C.A. to come and catch the Skull Theres naebody kin get oot while he's roamin aboot chasin all the weans up the close Peein on the stairs scratchin his erse and sittin there pickin his nose
Im a cat, Im a cat, Im a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull Ive got claws on my paws like a crocodiles jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull Im no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gie a hug Im the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog
Well, oot came the men aboot half past ten in their wee blue Escort van Right roon the back, one had a sack, and the other had a mallet in his hand I watched them run doon the back of the hoose, Then I casually strolled tae the van I jumped in the front and I was off, everything had gone tae plan
Ye can hear them say doon Shettleston way, Whatever happened to Sam the Skull? He had claws on his paws like a crocodiles jaws, and a heid like a framers bull You can tell them for me that Im still running free, never a day is dull It might sound absurd, but Im livin wi a bird in a single end in Maryhill
Im a cat, Im a cat, Im a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull Ive got claws on my paws like a crocodiles jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull Im no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gie a hug Im the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog
I've Been Looking For Christmas Composer(s): Kevin Savigar; Patty Smyth Performer(s): Donny Osmond
Blue and green Red and White Broken hearts strung on Christmas lights Hanging up the mistletoe If you've got someone to kiss you baby Don't let them go I hear the angels sing "Gloria" Love is the gift He brings
I've been looking for Christmas On the streets In the faces passing by I've been searching for Christmas Well it's right there in your eyes
Years ago I still believed In silent night Oh Christmas tree I fell behind old memories I think it's time to gather these I hear the angels saying "Home is where the heart is" This is the gift that I bring
I've been looking for Christmas On the streets In the faces passing by I've been searching for Christmas Well it's right there in your eyes
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow Anywhere but here It's been cold, so cold, so cold All this time that you were not here I hear the children saying "God bless one and all" These are the gifts they bring
I've been looking for Christmas On the streets In the faces passing by I've been searching for Christmas Well it's right there in your eyes Well it's right there in your eyes Well it's right there in your eyes
Sam Stone Composer(s): John Prine Performer(s): John Prine and multiple other artists
Sam Stone came home to his wife and family After serving in the conflict overseas And the time that he served had shattered all his nerves And left a little shrapnel in his knees But the morphine eased the pain And the grass grew 'round his brain And gave him all the confidence he lacked With a purple heart and a monkey on his back
There'e a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years Sweet things never last too long on broken radios, uhm...
Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last too long He went to work when he'd spent his last dime And soon he took to stealing when he got that empty feeling For a hundred dollar habit without overtime And the gold rolled through his veins Like a thousand railroad trains And eased his mind in the hours that he chose While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples clothes
There'e a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years Sweet things never last too long on broken radios, uhm...
Sam Stone was alone when he popped his last balloon Climbing walls while sitting in a chair Well, he playes his last request while the room smelled just like death With an overdose hovering in the air But life had lost it's fun There was nothing to be done But to trade his house that he bought on the GI bill For a flag-draped casket on a local heroe's hill
There'e a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years Sweet things never last too long on broken radios, uhm...
