Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sangue E Pudins Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner; Abel Silva Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Não quero saber quem sou Morro de medo Nem quero saber aonde vou É muito cedo Talvez se eu arrancasse De minha língua o sinal Talvez se eu inventasse O juízo final Talvez se eu prometesse Sangue e pudins Ou se eu costurasse A roupa dos querubins
Mas o que eu quero saber É o que apronta Esse lado do teu rosto E o que faz o sossego morar No que está posto Não guardo segredo Mas sou bem secreto É que eu mesmo não acho A chave de mim
När ödet gjorde slut på sagan Grät jag som alla andra barn Nattens stjärna lyste svag Ingen morgondag för evigt
Jag gömde mig i sorg och klagan Tills nån slog an en välkänd ton I en sång jag gav till dig Så kommer du till mig som förut
Sången föder dig tillbaka Minnen slår ut i blom Jag ser en kort sekund ditt leende Ett ljus när världen känns tom. Sången föder dig tillbaka Och allt vi gav varann Den tänder fjärran sköna bilder Av tider som försvann
Varm vänskap ger oss ljuva minnen Dom som blir kvar går mest i dur Formar sig till harmoni Och blir en symfoni av tankar
Sången föder dig tillbaka Minnen slår ut i blom Jag ser en kort sekund ditt leende Ett ljus när världen känns tom. Sången föder dig tillbaka Och allt vi gav varann Den tänder fjärran sköna bilder Av tider som försvann
Den tänder fjärran sköna bilder Av tider som försvann
Sang Pour Sang Composer(s): Eric Chemouny; David Hallyday Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
J'ai pas toujours trouvé les mots Pour bercer tes rêves d'enfant Ensemble on est devenu grand
De bons points en double zéro Paralysés par tant d'amour On s'apprivoise au jour le jour
J'ai jamais su trouver les gestes Qui pouvaient soigner tes blessures Guider tes pas vers le futur
À tous les signaux de détresse Dis, comment j'aurais pu faire face Pris entre le feu et la glace
Au delà de nos différences Des coups de gueule des coups de sang À force d'échanger nos silences Maintenant qu'on est face à face On se ressemble sang pour sang
Comme si les battements de nos curs Etaient sûr la même longueur d'ondes Les lignes de nos mains se confondent
Tu me renvoies comme un miroir Mes doutes et mes éclats de rires La promesse d'un autre avenir
Peu importe si la vie menace Ce qui reste en nous d'innocent Puisqu'on se comprend à présent
Peu à peu la douleur s'efface On en garde plus qu'une trace Comme une offense au temps qui passe
Au-delà de nos différences Des coups de gueule des coups de sang A force d'échanger nos silences Maintenant qu'on est face à face On se ressemble sang pour sang
Au-delà de nos différences A force d'échanger nos silences Maintenant qu'on est face à face On se ressemble sang pour sang
Tous les deux sang pour sang Tout les deux sang pour sang Oui, sang pour sang
Little Toy Trains (aka Old Toy Trains)
(French Version: Petit Garçon - 2000)
Composer(s): Roger Miller
First recording/First release by: Roger Miller - 1967
Covered by: The Forester Sisters - 1987
and multiple other artists
Little toy trains, little toy tracks Little toy drums, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed
Close your eyes, listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' little toy trains and little toy tracks Little toy drums, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed
So, close your eyes and listen to the skies All is calm, all is well Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' little toy trains and little toy tracks Little toy drums, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed
Hey, girl, with sunlight in your hair (wo-o-o-oh) It hurts me so to see you standing there (wo-o-o-oh) O-O-Oh Sandy, you laugh and run away You just don't care
Your kiss was warmer than the sun (wo-o-o-oh) And I can't forget all the things we've done (wo-o-o-oh) O-0-Oh Sandy, do you remember when I was the one?
You've been around since That new boy who found you Took you uptown So far from me
But someday, you're good times will be through (wo-o-o-oh) And I know just what you're gonna do (wo-o-o-oh) You'll come back, Sandy; you know I'll still be here Waiting for you
Little Sandy Sleighfoot Composer(s): Jim Savarino Crane Performer(s): Jimmy Dean
His name is Sandy Sleighfoot And oh so sad was he For though he stood just 4 feet tall His feet were 3 feet 3 He tried to help make Santa's toys But with his feet so long He'd trip and fall and break them all Just every thing went wrong
Now little Sandy Sleighfoot Don't you feel so blue Even with your feet so long God has a place for you The other kids made fun of him They laughed at him with glee
But Sandy Sleighfoot learned one day Without skis he could ski So when the night 'fore Christmas Eve The reindeer stable burned He skied down hill and saved the deer By remembering what he'd learned
Now everybody loves him And Santa Loves him, too And ever since on Christmas eve He's helped bring gifts to you
Sandy Composer(s): Terry Fell Performer(s): Larry Hall
Sandy, Sandy Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice Ice cream and candy, everything nice They put it together, they gave it a name Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Her eyes are like heaven, her lips are devine Young love is tender, gentle and kind And everywhere I go, there you will find Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy
Took every sweet thing like sugar and spice Ice cream and candy, everything nice They put it together, they gave it a name Oh Sandy, Sandy, I'm a fool for Sandy Sandy, Sandy, Sandy Sandy, Sandy
Little Saint Nick
Composer(s): Brian Wilson; Mike Love
First release by: The Beach Boys - 1963
Well way up north were the air get cold There's a tale about Christmas that we've all been told About a real famous guy all dressed up in red And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled He's little Saint Nick Oh he's a little Saint Nick Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick And she'd rock a toboggan with a four-speed stick She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel And when Santa gives the gas, man just watch her peel She's little Saint Nick Little Saint Nick
Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer
He don't miss no one
Now he's haulin' through the snow at a frightening speed And a half a dozen reindeer with Rudy the lead Well he's gotta wear shades 'cause the snow really flies And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise He's little Saint Nick He's little Saint Nick Merry Christmas Christmas comes this time each year Merry Christmas Christmas comes this time each year Merry Christmas, Yeah Merry Christmas Christmas comes this time each year He's little Saint Nick Merry Christmas
Sandy Composer(s): Louis St. Louis; Scott Jared Simon First release by: John Travolta - 1978
Stranded at the drive in, branded a fool what will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see, I'm in misery We made a start, now we're apart there's nothin' left for me Love has flown all alone I sit and wonder why-y-y oh why you left me, oh Sandy Oh Sandy, maybe someday, when highschool is done Somehow, someway, our two worlds will be one In heaven forever and ever we will be oh please say you'll stay, oh Sandy Sandy my darlin', you hurt me real bad you know it's true But baby, you gotta believe me when I say I'm helpless without you Love has flown all alone, I sit, I wonder why-y-y oh why you left me, oh Sandy Sandy Sandy, why-y-y-y oh Sandy
Little Red Riding Hood's Christmas Tree Composer(s): E. Dawson; D. Donez; A. Donnelly Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney
All the quaint little folks from Storybook Land Are happy as they can be Cuz theyll all be there and they all will share Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
For Little Boy Blue theres a silver horn To call the cows from the fields of corn For Merry King Cole theres a pipe and bowl On Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
A mama doll for Little Bo Peep To take the place of her little lost sheep For Pussy in the Well, theres something swell On Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
For Cinderella theres a beautiful dress A bracelet, and a ring Hi Diddle Diddle, the cat will play the fiddle Four and twenty blackbirds are gonna sing
(Theres a) A magic pail for Jack and Jill They can fall downhill and the water wont spill For Goldilocks, theres a music box On Little Red Riding Hoods Christmas Tree
She's a great little housewife Though sometimes she talks like a fool But she helps at the store in the holiday rush And she picks up the kids after school And she puts down the phone when her husband comes home And she changes from mother to wife 'Til she feels the words hanging between them And she hangs by her words to her life
She says I swear I love my husband, I love my kids I wanted to be like my mother But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did Oh there might have been time to be me For myself, for myself There's so many things that she wishes She don't even know what she's missing And that's how she knows that she missed
She's a sweetheart, except when she's moody It's hard to get through to her then Depressed for a while when the youngest was born Oh but that happens now and again She might take a drink with the housework Or when Michael's kept late at the shop A Martini or two before dinner But she always knows when to stop
She says I swear I love my husband and I love my kids You know I wanted to be like my mother But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did Oh there might have been time to be me For myself, for myself There's so many things that she wishes She don't even know what she's missing And that's how she knows that she missed
Oh they used to hold hands at the movies Now it's seldom if ever they go Once you've paid for the sitter and parking the car There's no money left for the show She was doing the dishes When a glass fell and broke on the tile And she cut her wrist (quite by mistake) It was real touch and go for a while
She says Oh God I love my husband and I love my kids You know I wanted to be like my, my mother But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did Oh there might have been time to be me For myself, for myself There's so many things that she wishes She don't even know what she's missing And that's how she knows that she missed
Little Christmas Tree Spanish Title: Arbolito Composer(s): Tish Hinojosa Performer(s): Tish Hinojosa
Arbolito this year I am seven I have freckles, I would let you have them There comes Mamacita with ornaments And with lights to dress you I help her, but she won't leave me with the icicles
From the kitchen, cooking las comadres I smell chocolate, garlic and tamales Where is my godmother and Santa Claus No it's not the presents I want, you know Yes, it's just the packages to guess
Arbolito I'm fifteen years old now I can almost reach to put your star on What I wish for Christmas this year is a secret His name is - Ay mama mira! (Mom, look!) My sister won't let me have the icicles!
From the kitchen, cooking las comadres I smell chocolate, garlic and tamales Where is my godmother and Santa Claus No it's not the presents I want, you know Yes, it's just the packages to guess
Arbolito, now I'm thirty something How familiar is our yearly talking No, mijita(daughter), you put the ornaments Does it look like Better Homes magazine? Aw, come on now, they're my icicles!
Sandman Composer(s): Dewey Bunnell Performer(s): America
Ain't it foggy outside All the planes have been grounded Ain't the fire inside? Let's all go stand around it Funny, I've been there And you've been here And we ain't had no time to drink that beer
'Cause I understand you've been running from the man That goes by the name of the Sandman He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye Of a hurricane that's abandoned
Ain't the years gone by fast I suppose you have missed them Oh, I almost forgot to ask Did you hear of my enlistment?
Funny, I've been there And you've been here And we ain't had no time to drink that beer
'Cause I understand you've been running from the man That goes by the name of the Sandman He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye Of a hurricane that's abandoned
I understand you've been running from the man That goes by the name of the Sandman He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye Of a hurricane that's abandoned
I understand you've been running from the man That goes by the name of the Sandman He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye Of a hurricane that's abandoned
I understand you've been running from the man That goes by the name of the Sandman He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye Of a hurricane that's abandoned
Little Christmas Tree Composer(s): George Clinton; Art Wayne Performer(s): Michael Jackson
I watch the snow flakes fall against my window pane and wonder if you are watching snow flakes too I take a walk downtown to where you used to meet me theres joy everywhere but all thats waiting there is just a little Christmas tree lookin sorta sad n lonely just like me noone seems to care they just went away and left it standing there all alone on Christmas Eve I hear the Christmas bell the happy people singing the songs of good cheer that only brings me tears I sadly close my eyes and say a little prayer you'll be waiting there for me I look but all I see is just a little Christmas tree lookin sorta sad n lonely just like me noone seems to care they just went away and left it standing there all alone on Christmas eve this is the season of love but I'm as sad as I can be why did you have to leave me oh little Christmas tree lookin' sorta sad n lonely just like me noone seems to care they just went away and left it standing there all alone on Christmas Eve
Sand In Your Eyes Composer(s): Royston Langdon Performer(s): Spacehog
When the world died laughing, laughing at you While others cry hungry you go without food Still you can see that as the world splits its sides You're one of a million, just a wandering child Because something meant something Nothing to the few Now heaven doesn't haunt you And hell's awful Don't tell me you love me, don't say that I do 'Cause I will believe you, I'll believe you Now you're hurting but you just can't feel You've got a chip on your shoulder and your arm won't heal Sheer paranoia keeps you awake Makes you hungry, makes you ache She'll go enroll me, time and again Well, I could have told you 'cause you're not my friend Still I will believe you, I'll even lie For all of your hurting is just sand in my eyes Like sand in your eyes But you can't see that with sand in your eyes You're just one of a million wandering children
