Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sei Solo Un Uomo In Più (French Version: Rien Qu'un Homme De Plus) Composer(s): Amerigo Casella; Alberto Cheli; Murio Luberti Performer(s): Dalida
Io non ne morirei caro amore moi Perchè in fondo è vero, che non c'è cosa migliore Di una notte d'amore senza troppe parole E se vuoi farmi un favore no non parlarmi d'amore
Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più Sei solo un uemo in più, sei solo un uomu in più
Non ti sei chiesto mai caro amore moi Se ho bisogno anch'io di un amore vero Senza il falso pudore che ti porti nel uore
L'immagine bianca di una donna Che vive di un unico amore Non è che mi faccia impazzire di gioia L'immagine triste di un uomo Che cerchi una donna fedele Per dire al suo stupido orgoglio Ti senti più uomo Senza nessun rimpianto mi fai dire soltante
Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più
L'immagine bianca di una donna Che vive di un unico amore Non è che mi faccia impazzire di gioia L'immagine triste di un uomo Che cerchi una donna fedele Per dire al suo stupido orgoglio Ti senti più uomo Senza nessun rimpianto mi fai dire soldanto
Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più Sei solo un uomo in più, sei solo un uomo in più...
Quand Tu M'Aimes English Title: When You Love Me Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Isabelle Boulay
C'est le vent turbulent Soulevant tes dessous C'est la pluie de printemps Qui vient lécher mes joues Quand tu m'aimes
C'est le soleil brûlant Qui caresse ma peau Et l'air léger du temps Au souffle doux et chaud Quand tu m'aimes
C'est en plus de tout ça Mille choses encore Qui sont à toi et moi Et perturbent mon corps D'une infinie faiblesse Quand tu m'aimes
C'est ta voix qui se perd Dans un râle amoureux Qui fait vibrer ma chair Et qui mouille mes yeux De larmes de tendresse Quand tu m'aimes
C'est le diable et l'enfer Mêlés à tous nos jeux C'est le ciel qu'est offert A nous par tous les Dieux Quand tu m'aimes
C'est l'éclipse et l'éclair Qui allument nos joies C'est l'écume des mers Qui se meurt sur tes doigts
Quand tu m'aimes C'est pétri par tes mains Tous mes sens éveillés C'es mon corps sur le tien Nos souffle saccadés Et nos gestes intimes Quand tu m'aimes
Ce sont ces tendres cris Et ces plaintes d'amour Qui déchirent nos nuits Et meurent au petit jour Dans le plaisir ultime Quand tu m'aimes Quand tu m'aimes Quand tu m'aimes Mon amour
Quaaludes Again Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Shel Silverstein; Bobby Dare
She falls through the doorway Rolls down the hall She bounces off the sofa And walks into the wall It's easy to see that she buckles and bends She's doin' quaaludes again
Quaaludes again Quaaludes again If you've got aurora You know for shorra She's your friend
She's doin' quaaludes again
(guitar music)
She fumbles and stumbles And falls down the stairs Makes love to the leg of the diningroom chair She's ready for animals, women or men
She's doin' quaaludes again
Quaaludes again Again Again Quaaludes again
If you've got a lemon, a dog and three women Then she's your friend
She's doing quaaludes again Quaaludes again
Dialogue between man and woman with riff in the background): He: Baby, you've been doing quaaludes again. Well, then who? She: No. Not me. I don't have any quaaludes. He: You don't have 'em cuz you took em all already. She: No. He: You had six. She: Nooo... He: You had six yesterday, right? In your purse? She: No... He: How many you got now? Where'd they go? She: No. I don't have ANY. He: That's what I mean. She: No... He: Where'd they go? What'd you take? She: I didn't take anything. I just had a small... a small headache. He: So what did you take? What did you take for a headache? She: No... Maybe an aspirin. He: That's the biggest damned aspirin I've ever seen! You did... You keep... Don't keep pullin at me! Don't do that! Don't do that! C'mon... you're bumpin' into the furniture. She: It hurts! He: What?! I didn't mooove ANYTHING around! She: (moaning) He: You had FIVE quaaludes in your purse yesterday. You have none today! She: I gave them away. He: You gave away what? You gave EVERYTHING away! She: I gave it to all my friends. He: Yeah. How much time did you see your friends? She: Wellll... He: You were supposed to see them for five minutes? She: Well... Don't you know how it is? He: I DON'T know how it is. She: Nooo... He: I know you're doin 'ludes, and you said... you said that the next time you get them I should take them away and flush them down the toilet. She: Noooo... He: Didn't you say that? She: NO....noooooo... He: DON'T keep pullin' me to the damn bed! I don't want an old... I'm tellin you... You are turnin' me OFF! (fading away) He: Now let me tell you... Will you keep your eyes open! Get up!
Jim Bridger Composer(s): Leon Payne Performer(s): Johnny Horton; Bev Munro
Once there was a mountain man who couldn't write his name Yet, he deserves a front row seat in history's hall of fame He forgot more about the Indians than we will ever know He spoke the language of the Sioux, the Blackfoot and the Crow (Let's drink to old Jim Bridger, yes, lift your glasses high) As long as there's a USA, don't let his memory die (That he was makin' history never once occured to him) But I doubt if we'd'a been here, if it weren't for men like Jim He spoke with General Custer and said, "Listen, Yellow Hair, The Sioux are a great nation, so treat 'em fair and square, Sit in on their war council, don't laugh away their pride" But Custer didn't listen, at Little Big Horn Custer died (Let's drink to old Jim Bridger, yes, lift your glasses high) As long as there's a USA, don't let his memory die (That he was makin' history never once occured to him) But I doubt if we'd'a been here, if it weren't for men like Jim There's poems and there's legends that tell of Carson's fame Yet, compared to Jim Bridger, Kit was civilised and tame These words are straight from Carson's lips, if you place such store by him "If there's a man who knows this Godforsaken land, it's Jim" (Let's drink to old Jim Bridger, yes, lift your glasses high) As long as there's a USA, don't let his memory die (That he was makin' history never once occured to him) But I doubt if we'd'a been here, if it weren't for men like Jim
Quadrilha Composer(s): Francis Hime; Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
E neste ano, como todo ano, uma vez por ano Tem quadrilha no arraial E neste ano, como sempre, salvo chuva e salvo engano A satisfação é geral Não me leve a mal Não me leve a mal
O forró corria manso, sem problema e sem vexame Quando o chefe da quadrilha decretou changer de dame A mulher do delegado recebeu o bacharel O peão laçou a jovem filha do coronel A Terezuinha Crediário deu um passo com o vigário A beata com o sacristão Diz que a senhora do prefeito Merecidamente eleito Foi com o líder da oposição Não tem nada não Não tem nada não
Zé-com-fome deitou olho na patroa do ``seu'' Lima Que não faz xodó na moça mas também não sai de cima Juca largou a sanfona e, abandonando o salão Foi prevaricar com a dona que vendia quentão E foi doente com doutora, indigente e protetora Foi aluna com professor E o perigoso bandoleiro, Zé Durango ``El Justicero'' Fez beicinho pro promotor Mas, faça o favor! Mas, faça o favor!
O forró estereofônico estava mesmo um barato Muita música na praça e muita dança lá no mato Quem gozou da brincadeiram, muito bom, muito bem Quem tomou chá de cadeira, só no ano que vem Pois nesse ano, como todo ano, uma vez por ano Tem quadrilha no arraial E nesse ano, como sempre, salvo chuva e salvo engano A satisfação é geral Ninguém leva a mal Ninguém leva a mal
Estuve unos instantes con las alas quietas Perdido en laberintos del "no se, quizá, tal vez..." Sobre una nube de esas como de acuarela Me hacia esas respuestas que no se deben hacer Bastó ese breve tiempo de darse una tregua Para sentir de pronto una traición bajo mis pies El fuego de un relámpago quemo mis piernas las alas se salvaron y no se muy bien por que Para vivir En pie de guerra Segundos fuera, segundos fuera... Que hoy por hoy, sigo aquí, aquí Estuve unos instantes con la vela arriada Perdido en laberintos del 'quien soy y a donde voy...' creyendo que la mar se desnudaba en calma salte a sus humedades y le declare mi amor Basto ese breve tiempo de volver al agua Para sentirme envuelto por los vientos de un ciclón El odio de las olas desvío mi barca Seguí la singladura que un albatros me marcó Para vivir Estuve unos instantes con la guardia baja Perdido en laberintos del "¿soy uno, dos o tres?"
Absorto en esa duda no oí la campana o acaso su tañido me evocaba mi niñez Bastó ese breve tiempo de volver a casa Para sentir un golpe bajo que me hizo caer La lona me beso mordiendo unas monedas La fuerza de aquel golpe me ayudo a ponerme en pie Para vivir ...
Quality Composer(s): Paul Simon; Derek Walcott Performer(s): Paul Simon
Teen Idol: The way you move It's got quality Come on baby, let's go downtown Little girl, you sure look good to me The way you move It's got quality Come on baby now don't be shy Step in the light so I can see The way you move It's got quality
Girls: I want to know Are you my beautiful young boy Or just another love Passing through my life I need to know Will you be my sorrow and my joy And maybe one day soon Will I be your wife.
Teen Idol: Come on baby Let's rock some more I want to spend my salary The way you move It's got quality
Sal: Everytime they see me walk down the street They say Coño that boy is fine The way he moves Got quality
Girls: I want to know Are you my beautiful young boy, Or just another love Passing through my life,
I need to know Will you be my sorrow and my joy And maybe one day soon Will I be your wife Quiero saber Quiero saber Nadie nunca sabe En la vida
Teen Idol: The way you move It's got quality The way you move It's got quality
Seguirá Vivo En Mí Composer(s): José Miguel Galllardo; J. Israel Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Cuando el tiempo pase cruel y se arrugue nuestra piel, con su huella y se vayan de este hogar nuestros hijos para andar, tras su estrella Cuando no haya porvenir y el deseo de vivir sea fatiga cuando no nos quede ya nada nuevo que esperar de la vida Seguirá vivo en mi cada instante de hoy seguirá vivo en mi, mi amor por la fuerza de hoy Seguirá vivo en mi cada instante de hoy seguirá vivo en mi, mi amor por la fuerza de hoy Cuando casi sin querer se blanquee nuestra cien, como nieve y tengamos que matar esos pocos años más, que nos queden Cuando nuestro atardecer un recuerdo del ayer, aún nos lleve a un jardín de inmensidad donde hace tiempo ya, que no llueve Seguirá vivo en mi cada instante de hoy seguirá vivo en mi, mi amor por la fuerza de hoy Seguirá vivo en mi cada instante de hoy seguirá vivo en mi, mi amor por la fuerza de hoy Seguirá vivo en mi Cuando se acerque el final y tengamos que cruzar, el sendero y recuerde con amor los momentos que a los dos, se nos fueron Cuando sólo quede ya el instante de verdad, más sincero sentirás como mi voz te repite con mi adiós, que te quiero Y seguirá vivo en ti cada beso en tu piel y seguirá vivo en ti, mi amor aunque yo ya no este seguirá vivo en ti cada beso en tu piel seguirá vivo en ti, mi amor aunque yo ya no este
Quality Shoe Composer(s): Mark Knopfler Performer(s): Mark Knopfler
You got your toecaps reinforced with steel Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe
You don't want no stand-by pair 'Cos these'll take the wear and tear Made to take good care of you For that trip by road or rail For extra grip on those rocky trails You're gonna need a quality shoe
Now they maybe ain't too hot for dancing But I don't foresee too much of that You ain't exactly gonna be prancing Around in the moonlight With a cane and a top hat
If you could use a change of pace And be excused from the rat race Just take a look at what's on view Lace 'em up, walk around I guarantee you can't wear 'em down You're gonna need a quality shoe
Now I wish you sunny skies And happiness wherever you may go But you got to realise There'll be wind, there'll be rain And occasional snow
You're gonna want to smile in them If you're gonna walk a mile in them There'll be times when you'll be blue To laugh at rainy days and then Make your getaways in them You're gonna need a quality shoe
You got your toecaps reinforced with steel Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe
See-Saw Composer(s): Richard Wright Performer(s): Pink Floyd
Marigolds are very much in love, but he doesn't mind Picking up his sister, he makes his way into the seas or land All the way she smiles She goes up while he goes down, down Sits on a stick in the river Laughter in his sleep Sister's throwing stones, hoping for a hit He doesn't know so then She goes up while he goes down, down Another time, another day A brother's way to leave Another time, another day
She'll be selling plastic flowers on a sunday afternoon
Picking up weeds, she hasn't got the time to care All can see he's not there She grows up for another man, and he's down Another time, another day A brother's way to leave Another time, another day Another time, another day A brother's way to leave
Qualquer Amor Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime
Qualquer amor Me satisfaz Qualquer calor Qualquer rapaz Qualquer favor É só chamar Pousar a mão Qualquer lugar Qualquer verão É só chamar É tudo, é do primeiro Qualquer hora, qualquer cheiro Qualquer boca, qualquer peito Qualquer jeito de prazer Qualquer prazer é pouco Qualquer éter, qualquer louco Que o meu corpo de criança Não se cansa de querer
Qualquer amor Eu corro atrás Qualquer calor Eu quero mais Qualquer amor Qual nada
Seems Like Old Times Composer(s): Carmen Lombardo; John Jacob Loeb First release by: Guy Lombardo & His Royal Canadians - 1945 and multiple other artists
Remember all the things we did together All the fun we had on New Year's Eve How we danced till dawn Then darling you were gone Now it's almost too good to believe
Seems like old times, having you to walk with It seems like old times, having you to talk with And it's still a thrill just to have my arms around you Its still the thrill that it was the day I found you Its just like old times, dinner dates and flowers Its just like old times, staying up for hours Making dreams come true, doing things we used to do It seems like old times, being here with you
Seems like old times, dinner dates and flowers Seems like old times, staying up for hours Making dreams come true, and doing things we used to do It seems like old times, being here with you
Seemann, Deine Heimat Ist Das Meer Composer(s): Werner Scharfenberger; Fini Busch First release by: Lolita - 1960 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages: 1960 - Marin (Enfant Du Voyage) 1960 - Sailor (Your Home Is the Sea) (by Lolita) 1961 - Sailor (by Petula Clark)
Seemann, lass das Träumen Denk' nicht an zu Haus Seemann, Wind und Wellen Rufen dich hinaus
Deine Heimat ist das Meer Deine Freunde sind die Sterne Ueber Rio und Shanghai Ueber Bali und Hawaii Deine Liebe ist dein Schiff Deine Sehnsucht ist die Ferne Und nur ihnen bist du treu Ein Leben lang
Seemann, lass das Träumen Denke nicht mich Seemann, denn die Fremde Wartet schon auf dich
Deine Heimat ist das Meer Deine Freunde sind die Sterne Ueber Rio und Shanghai Ueber Bali und Hawaii Deine Liebe ist dein Schiff Deine Sehnsucht ist die Ferne Und nur ihnen bist du treu Ein Leben lang
Qualquer Coisa Composer(s): Caetano Veloso Performer(s): Caetano Veloso
Esse papo já tá qualquer coisa Você já tá prá lá de Marraquesh
Mexe qualquer coisa dentro doida Já qualquer coisa doida dentro mexe
Não se avexe não, baião de dois, deixe de manha, deixe de manha Pois sem essa aranha, sem essa aranha, sem essa aranha Nem a sanha arranha o carro, nem o sarro arranha a Espanha Nessa tamanha, nessa tamanha, esse papo seu já tá de manhã
Berro pelo aterro, pelo desterro Berro por seu berro, pelo seu erro Quero que você ganhe, que você me apanhe Sou o seu bezerro gritando mamãe
Esse papo seu tá qualquer coisa E você tá prá lá de Teerã Qualquer coisa...
See You When I Git There Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff Performer(s): Lou Rawls
Pardon me, do you have change for a quarter? I gotta make a phone call Thank you Oh, I hope this woman don't take me through no changes today 'Cause I've had a hard day today, man, you know Let me see what's happenin' at the address 'fore I go home
How you doin', I hope you're fine Did your day take you through changes and mess up your mind I just called to say that I'm on my way Whoa, and I'll see you when I get there
I hope you're in a good mood You know a man's home is his castle, and I'm comin' home to groove Whoa, and I'll see you when I get there I'll see you when I get there
And you'll be ready for good lovin' You'll be ready for good lovin' 'Cause I've worked hard all day Now I'm comin' home to be with the one I love
Candlelight, cold wine, soft music on the radio And you got everything you need from the store 'Cause I'll be in for the evening and I don't wanna come out no more Whoa, and I'll see you when I get there I'll see you when I get there
And you'll be ready for good lovin' You'll be ready for good lovin' 'Cause I've worked hard all day Now I'm comin' home to lay and relax my mind
Whoa, I'll see you when I get there I'll see you when I, see you when I get there, baby (I'll see you when I get there) I'll see you when I get there (I'll see you when I get there) I'll see you when I get there, baby (I'll see you when I get there) See you when I get there (I'll see you when I get there) See you when I get there, baby
Whoa, I'll see you when I get there I'll see you when I get there
And you'll be ready for good lovin' You'll be ready for good lovin' 'Cause I've worked hard all day Now I'm comin' home to lay and relax my mind
Whoa, I'll see you when I get there I said I'll see you when I get there, baby I said I'll see you when I get there I said I'll see you when I get there, baby
I said I might have to run all the way Because the bus might be slow today I've been thinkin' about you all day long And I just can't wait to get home
I'll see you when I get there I'll see you when I get there, baby (You'll be ready) I've been workin' hard all day, you've been on my mind (You'll be ready) I can't go on without you, darling, by my side (I'll see you when I get there) I'll see you when I get there (I'll see you when I get there) (I'll see you when I get there) I'll see you when I get there, baby
Quand Elle Chante Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Gaby Wagenheim Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Quand elle chante, quand elle chante Les anges se taisent pour écouter sa voix Quand elle danse, quand elle danse Les amoureux voudraient la tenir dans leurs bras Quand elle rit, un vent léger vient emporter L'éclat de rire qu'elle daigné laisser tomber Et quand je l'aime, oui quand je l'aime croyez-moi Le monde entier voudrait l'aimer pour moi
Ah oui! c'est vraiment la plus belle Celle dont je suis amoureux Elle n'a pas de soeur jumelle Et c'est tant pis pour vous messieurs En elle tout n'est qu'harmonie On ne peut rien lui reprocher Elle est le souffle de ma vie Pourquoi? Vous pouvez en juger
Quand elle chante, quand elle chante Les anges se taisent pour écouter sa voix Quand elle danse, quand elle danse Les amoureux voudraient la tenir dans leurs bras Quand elle rit, un vent léger vient emporter L'éclat de rire qu'elle daigné laisser tomber Et quand je l'aime, oui quand je l'aime croyez-moi Le monde entier voudrait l'aimer pour moi
Elle marche comme en un rêve Auréolée d'un arc-en-ciel Et semble perdue sur la terre Tant elle paraît irréelle Je l'aime tant je peux le dire Que prés d'elle je ne vis plus J'ai même peur quand elle respire Qu'elle ne s'envole dans la rue
Quand elle chante, quand elle chante Les anges se taisent pour écouter sa voix Quand elle danse, quand elle danse Les amoureux voudraient la tenir dans leurs bras Quand elle rit, un vent léger vient emporter L'éclat de rire qu'elle daigné laisser tomber Et quand je l'aime, oui quand je l'aime croyez-moi Le monde entier voudrait l'aimer pour moi
See You Later, Alligator (Danish Version: Se Min Læge Er Diktator - 1975) Composer(s): Robert Charles Guidry First release by: Bobby Charles - 1955 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another guy today Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another guy today When I asked her what's the matter, this is what I heard her say
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Can't you see you're in my way now don't you know you cramp my style
When I thought of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head When I thought of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head But the next time that I saw her reminded her of what she said
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Can't you see you're in my way now don't you know you cramp my style
She said I'm sorry pretty baby, you know my love is just for you She said I'm sorry pretty baby, you know my love is just for you Won't you say that you'll forgive me and say your love for me is true
See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Can't you see you're in my way now don't you know you cramp my style
I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play Don't you know you really hurt me and this is what I have to say
Quand Et Puis Pourquoi Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Quand avons été nous-mêmes La dernière fois? Quand nous sommes-nous dit je taime La dernière fois? Quand avons nous été sincères Sans problème, sans mystère? Quand avons-nous eu linsouciance De lenfance La dernière fois?
Quand avons-nous gâché la chance Qui soffrait à nous Et brisé lamoureuse alliance Qui vivait en nous? Alors que déjà loubli se pose Et sétend sur toutes choses Sitôt que tu en aurais saisi la cause Dis-moi quand et puis pourquoi
Quand avons-nous fait fausse route La première fois? Quand avons-nous connu le doute La première fois? Quand avons-nous cherché chez dautres Dautres ivresses que les nôtres Quand avons-nous oublié dêtre Un seul être La première fois?
Quand avons-nous cessé de rire Pour un oui, un non Et trouvé bête de se dire Que nous nous aimions? Afin que nulle ombre ne demeure En mes rêves qui se meurent Ne citant que le jour et lheure Dis-moi quand et puis pourquoi
