Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Seventeen Come Sunday (Traditional) Performer(s): Steeleye Span and multiple other artists
As I strolled out one May morning One May morning so early I overtook a handsome maid And, my goodness, she was early
Her shoes were black and her stockings were white And her buckles they shone like silver She had a dark and rolling eye And her hair hung over her shoulder
"How old are you my fair pretty maid How old are you my honey?" She answered me so cheerfully "Well, I'm seventeen come Sunday"
"Could you love me my fair pretty maid Could you love me my honey?" She answered me so tearfully "Oh, I can't because of Mummy''
"But if you come to my Mummy's house When the moon is shining brightly" "Oh, I'll come down and let you in" "And my Mummy shall not hear me"
So he went to her Mummy's house When the moon was brightly shining And she came down and she let him in And she rolled in his arms till the morning
She says "Kind sir, will you marry me?" I says "Oh no, my honey For the fife and drum is my delight And I'm happy in the army"
Que Tu M'Enterres Composer(s): Michel Jonasz; Gabriel Yared Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
Mais demain, je s'rai loin Alors dis-moi, dis-moi vite Que tes mains, ce sont mes mains Que mes yeux, ce sont les tiens Tes mots les miens
Mais pourtant, c'était bien Qu'est-ce qui dégringole si vite Qui jaunit comme un bouquin ? C'est pas l'amour qui s'éteint C'est quoi ? C'est rien...
{Refrain:} J'm'en vais, tu pars Mais je sais qu'un jour, quelque part Une rue, une gare On se retrouv'ra comme hier Ensemble on vieillira, j'espère Oh, oh, je voudrais que tu m'enterres Oh, je voudrais que tu m'enterres
Mais demain, je s'rai loin, très loin Alors dis-moi, dis-moi vite Que tes mains, ce sont mes mains
Sabes, hay mucha gente con el vacio en el corazon Tu sabes que hay mucha gente que ya ha perdido la ilusion de amar Pero nunca crei que yo tambien llegaria a sentirme asi La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....
Siento que poco a poco vas apagandome hasta el sol Siento que poco a poco vas apagando el corazon en mi Mi voz sin tu voz esta muriendo poque nada me queda sin ti La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....
Es tan triste decirse adios que hasta el alma llora Es tan triste decirse adios que hasta el cuerpo llora Y mis ojos lloran y mis manos lloran, mi cancion llora tambien La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....
Seven Year Ache Composer(s): Rosanne Cash Performer(s): Rosanne Cash and multiple other artists
You act like you were just born tonight Face down in a memory, but feelin' all right So who does your past belong to today? Baby, you don't say nothin' when you're feelin' this way
The girls in the bars, thinkin' "Who is this guy?" But they don't think nothin' when they're tellin' you lies You look so careless when they're shootin' that bull Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full
Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache See what elese your old heart can take Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?" The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Everybody's talkin' but you don't hear a thing You're still uptown on your down hill swing The Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around? Baby, what is so great about sleepin' downtown?
There's plenty of dives to be someone you're not Just say you're lookin' for somethin' you might have forgot Don't bother callin' to say you're leavin' alone 'Cos there's a fool on every corner when you're tryin' to get home
Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache See what elese your old heart can take Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?" The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache See what elese your old heart can take Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?" The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"
Que Vas-Tu Faire? English Title: What Will You Do? Composer(s): Françoise Hardy; Jean-Michel Jarre Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
vivre sans se comprendre jour après jour sans rien s'apprendre sans autre amour qu'amour de dépendance que faux amour dans ce monde de violence de désordre et d'impatience où les choses vont trop vite où les gens s'aiment et se quittent toi ma goutte d'eau dans la mer tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire dans ce monde d'apocalypse tout au bord du grand précipice où l'amour se change en peine où l'amour se change en haine toi mon grain de sable du désert tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire vivre sans se connaître ni l'un ni l'autre sans pouvoir être ni soi ni l'autre se laisser prendre au piège du faux amour toi mon grain de sable du désert tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire pour l'amour de la liberté pour l'amour de l'humanité de l'un comme de l'autre côté on se donne le droit de tuer goutte d'eau et grain de poussière tout seul dans ce monde que vas-tu faire
Seven Spanish Angels Composer(s): Eddie Setser; Troy Seals Performer(s): Ray Charles and multiple other artists
He looked down into the brown eyes And said "Say a prayer for me" And she threw her arms around him Whispered "God will keep us free" They could hear the riders coming He said "This is my last fight "If they take me back to Texas "They won't take me back alive"
There were seven Spanish angels At the altar of the Sun They were praying for the lovers In the Valley of the Gun When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared There was thunder from the throne And seven Spanish angels Took another angel home
She reached down and picked the gun up That lay smoking in his hand She said "Father please forgive me "I can't make it without my man" And she knew the gun was empty And she knew she couldn't win But her final prayer was answered When the rifles fired again
There were seven Spanish angels At the altar of the Sun They were praying for the lovers In the Valley of the Gun When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared There was thunder from the throne And seven Spanish angels Took another angel home
There were seven Spanish angels (at the altar) At the altar of the Sun (oh I believe) They were praying for the lovers (yeah they was) In the Valley of the Gun (well, well, well)
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared (there was thunder) There was thunder from the throne (oh yeah) And seven Spanish angels Took another angel home
Que Ya Viví, Que Te Vas Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez; Carlos Diaz
Dejé pasar unas horas por si se huía tu sueño Durmiendo la veladora tu tiempo se entró en mi tiempo y, en fin, la guitarra sola gira contigo en el centro
Creo que la luna ya es muy alta y en la caricia falta un viaje a la humedad Creo que de noche me despierto con frío, al descubierto tantenado oscuridad Creo que la lluvia está cayendo y no voy sonriendo dejándome mojar Creo que me va a quitar el sueño un dedo aquí un labio allá que te perdí que ya no estás que ya viví que te vas
Dejé pasar unas horas pupila veladora por si me daba igual Tu tiempo se metió en mi tiempo momentos y momentos que no quieren pasar Y he aquí que la guitarra vuelve a soltar amarras canta y gime al volar
Creo que me va a quitar el sueño un dedo aquí un labio allá que te perdí que ya no estás que ya viví que te vas
Seven Lonely Days Composer(s): Marshall Brown; Earl Shuman; Alden Shuman First release by: Gisele MacKenzie - 1953 Covered by multiple other artists
Seven lonely days make one lonely week Seven lonely nights make one lonely me Ever since the time you told me we were thru Seven lonely days I cried and I cried for you
Oh, my darlin' you're cryin', boo-hoo-hoo-hoo There's no use in denyin' I cried for you It was your favorite pastime, makin' me blue Last week was the last time I cried for you
Seven hankies blue I filled with my tears Seven letters, too, I filled with my fears Guess it never pays to make your lover blue Seven lonely days I cried and I cried for you
Oh, my darlin you're cryin', boo-hoo-hoo-hoo Now, there's no use in denyin' I cried for you It was your favorite pastime, makin' me blue Last week was the last time I cried for you Last week was the last time I cried for you
Miro el instante que ha fijado la fotografía, ríes con la timidez de a quien le avergüenza la risa. Quince años que sujeto entre mis brazos al compás del último disco robado Nada queda en este trozo de papel todo es alquimia veo que es la prueba más veraz de que todo es mentira Esos rostros ya no llevan nuestros nombres son dos máscaras perdidas en la noche pero, queda la música...
Siento que ese tiempo que se fue no ha sido nunca nuestro como cuando te miro y no logro recordar tu cuerpo no eras tú aquella insolencia de latidos que encendía mis deseos más prohibidos Creo que tú y yo no somos más que dos desconocidos otros, dos extraños que en el tiempo se han hecho asesinos de esos dos niños de la fotografía que, abrazados, van bailando por la vida pero, queda la música...
Seven little girls sittin' in the back seat Huggin and a'kissin with Fred I said "why don't one of you come up and sit beside me?" And this is what the seven girls said
(All together now, one, two, three) (Keep you mind on your drivin') (Keep you hands on the wheel) (Keep your snoopy eyes on the road ahead) (We're havin' fun sittin' in the back seat kissin' and a'huggin with Fred) (Dee doody doom doom, dee doody doom doom) (Dee doody doom doom, Doom)
Drove through the town, drove through the country Showed 'em how a motor could go I said "how do you like my triple carburetor?" And one of them whispered low
(All together now, one, two, three) (Keep you mind on your drivin') (Keep you hands on the wheel) (Keep your snoopy eyes on the road ahead) (We're havin' fun sittin' in the back seat kissin' and a'huggin with Fred) (Dee doody doom doom, dee doody doom doom) (Dee doody doom doom, Doom)
Seven little girls smoochin' in the back seat Every one in love with Fred I said "you don't need me, I'll get off at my house" And this is what the seven girls said
(All together now, one, two, three) (Keep you mind on your drivin') (Keep you hands on the wheel) (Keep your snoopy eyes on the road ahead) (We're havin' fun sittin' in the back seat kissin' and a'huggin with Fred)
All of them in love with Fred (Dee doody doom doom) Kissin' and a'huggin with Fred (Dee doody doom doom) Wish that I could be like Fred (Doom)
Quédate Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Sé que amor, es algo más, que una palabra amor es dar, ofrecer, parte del alma Fui caminante que besa y se va, sin dejar nada más quise amar y ser libre y volar, sin dejar nada detrás Pero hoy, quédate, no me olvides al pasar junto a mí, quédate de nuevo amor, en mi camino Pero hoy, quédate, aunque traigas el dolor quédate, todo antes que caer, en el olvido Fui como el viento de mayo, que llega, arroya y se va tuve el amor en mis manos, amor que no supe guardar Pero hoy, quédate, no me olvides al pasar junto a mí, quédate de nuevo amor, en mi camino Pero hoy, quédate, aunque traigas el dolor quédate, todo antes que caer, en el olvido En el olvido Pero hoy, quédate, no me olvides al pasar junto a mí, quédate de nuevo amor, en mi camino Pero hoy, quédate, aunque traigas el dolor quédate, todo antes que caer, en el olvido
Settin' The Woods On Fire Composer(s): Ed G. Nelson; Fred Rose First release by: Hank Williams - 1952 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, comb your hair & paintin' powder You'll act proud & I'll act prouder You'll sing loud & I'll sing louder Tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
You're my girl & I'm your fella Dress up in your proper yello' I'll look swell but you'll look sweller We're settin' the woods on fire
We'll be takin' all the high school hops Tonight we're havin' fun We're gonna show the gang a brand new dance That never has been done
I don't care if they thinks we're silly You be daffy, I'll be dilly Want you to be my sweet sweet filly We're settin' the woods on fire
I'll gas up my hot rod Stoker The band will play hot as a polka You'll be broke, I'll be broker Tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
We'll sit close to one another Up one street & down the other We will have the time of brother Settin' the woods on fire
We'll put aside a little time To fix a flat or 2 My tires & tubes are doin' fine But the air is showin' through
You clap hands & I'll start bowin' We'll do all the law's allowin' I hope your daddy don't start growlin' Settin' the woods on fire Settin' the woods on fire Tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
Cuando este sol se apague tú partirás de mí Seguiré solo con mi dolor y llanto y llanto Mi convicción es no querer ya nunca más, porque la misma historia es otra vez y otra vez y otra vez y otra vez
Quédate quédate para poder vivir sin llanto, sin llanto
Cuando me desengañe no sé si viviré porque es muy triste tener tan sólo llanto y llanto y mil renuncias en el corazón que implora que alguna vez alguien se quede y llora
Mi convicción es no querer ya nunca más, porque la misma historia es otra vez y otra vez y otra vez y otra vez
Quédate quédate para poder vivir sin llanto, sin llanto
Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun Composer(s): Roger Waters First release by: Pink Floyd - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Lotuses lean on each other in yearning Under the eaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for the heart of the Sun
Over the mountain, watching the watcher Breaking the darkness, waking the grapevine One inch of love is one inch of shadow Love is the shadow that ripens the vine Set the controls for the heart of the Sun
Witness the man who raves at the wall Making the shape of his questions to Heaven Knowing the sun will fall in the evening Will he remember the lessons of giving? Set the controls for the heart of the Sun Set the controls for the heart of the Sun
Quedate con nosotros, te lo decimos de verdad Nuestro amor no necesita de soledad Quedate tu con nosotros y veras que el amor Nuestro amor es diferente a los demas Nos miraremos y el mundo entero temblara Pero tu, tu no lo notaras Nos besaremos con el aire, con el viento Pero no te ofenderas porque tu no lo notaras
Quedate con nosotros y veras que el amor Nuestro amor es diferente a los demas Nos hablaremos de nuestras cosas sin hablar Pero tu, tu no lo notaras Y nos querremos como siempre nos queremos Y tu en medio de los dos pero tu no lo notaras
Set Me Free Composer(s): Andy Scott Performer(s): Sweet
Gagged, ball and chained Feel just the same Heads on the wall Maybe you're just playing games Set me free Mauled by a hound Hangin' around Is this for real I don't know when I'll be found Set me free
Set me free Set me free - from you
Taken by force By you of course Far from my bed I know I'd rather be dead Set me free
Set me free Set me free - from you
Fire in my brain Burn me insane Making your mark Don't leave me here in the dark Set me free Call me a saint That's what I ain't Inside my head Maybe I'll feel better dead Set me free