Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Here Today, Gone Tomorrow Composer(s): Sally Keating First performance by: The Duskeys - 1982
Lala lalalala... la lalalala... la lalalala... La lalalala... la lalalala... la lalalala...
Hey baby, tell me please How can you come back to me as cool as a breeze? You can fool some people with your big brown eyes But I'm the one who knows that you've been telling me lies You tell me that you love me so Then you pack up and off you go
Here today, gone tomorrow One day love, next day sorrow First you give, then you borrow Here today, gone tomorrow Baby, love me all of the time Or I don't really wanna know
Here today, gone tomorrow One day love, next day sorrow First you give, then you borrow Here today, gone tomorrow Baby, give me all of your love Or I don't really wanna know
Lala lalalala... la lalalala... la lalalala... La lalalala... la lalalala... la lalalala...
Hey baby, would it be nice If I paid attention to my friends' advice? They've been telling me that I should turn you down 'Cause you've another girlfriend on the far side of town I always hoped when you'd go away That you would change your rovin' ways And come back to stay
Here today, gone tomorrow One day love, next day sorrow First you give, then you borrow Here today, gone tomorrow Baby, love me all of the time Or I don't really wanna know
Here today, gone tomorrow One day love, next day sorrow First you give, then you borrow Here today, gone tomorrow Baby, give me all of your love Or I don't really wanna know
Here today, gone tomorrow One day love, next day sorrow First you give, then you borrow Here today, gone tomorrow
Primavera '59 Composer(s): Juan Carlos Biondini; Francesco Guccini Performer(s): Francesco Guccini
La giapponese rise con i seni in mano poi, con un gesto lieve, in aria li gettò al volo di piccioni che, planando piano con remiganti aperte al suolo si allargò...
La piazza di San Marco si fermò un istante Firenze, in primavera, quasi scomparì e rimanesti solo, là, nell'inquietante primavera dei vent'anni che nell'anima fiorì...
E andasti ad aspettarla con il cuore in gola e dentro un'emozione antica ti bruciò... Sciamavano ragazze fuori dalla scuola riempiendo quella strada che s'illuminò
di voci, risa, grida, gioventù e richiami ma la sua voce chiara il nome tuo chiamò ti corse incontro accesa, ti afferrò le mani vi guardaste silenziosi e poi forte ti abbracciò...
E credevate che sarebbe stato eterno quell'amore quel fiore non avrebbe mai visto l'inverno quel giorno non sarebbe mai mutato in sera per voi sarebbe stata sempre, sempre primavera...
Adesso dove sei, bimba d'allora con i tuoi sedici anni e il tuo sorriso? Chissà se senti che ti pensa in questo autunno che consuma ora piano anche il ricordo del tuo viso?
Ma i giovani s'illudono d'essere immortali e che ogni storia duri per l'eternità non sanno quanti fili, trame occasionali si tessono o svaniscono in casualità...
Una stagione muore, un'altra prende il volo sai quando inizia, non se e quando finirà ma è bella l'illusione di un momento solo quella luce che ti abbaglia, anche se si spegnerà...
Ma allora, a pranzo in una trattoria scrutando ansiosi il tempo che passava poi un cinemino, persi in galleria per qualche bacio che però bastava...
Di corsa al treno per il tuo ritorno l'ultimo bacio lungo il marciapiede tanto veloce volò via quel giorno poco quel tempo da passare assieme...
Di ritornare forse le giurasti mentre era ferma, immobile nel pianto parole perse, so che non tornasti da quella donna allora amata tanto...
E tutto è solo un episodio, un giorno un uscio chiuso che non si aprirà una partenza che non ha ritorno come il tempo in questo autunno che la nebbia scioglierà...
... ed io rimasi solo, là, nell'inquietante atmosfera dell'autunno, che quest'anima ferì....
Sois Pas Cruelle
((Adapted from: Don't Be Cruel (Elvis Presley) - 1956))
Composer(s): Elvis Presley - Otis Blackwell - Georges Ulmer
Performer(s): Georges Ulmer - 1957
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - O Wie Gut (Peter Kraus)
1980 - Kom Terug (Will Tura)
1989 - No Seas Cruel (Alejandra Guzmán)
Depuis qu'tu m'as quitté Ma vie est monotone Tu sais où me trouver Je t'en prie, téléphone!
Sois pas cruelle, ce cur est à toi
Même si tu es fâchée Dis-moi qu'c'est pas fini Oublions le passé Pour nous, l'avenir sourit
Sois pas cruelle, ce cur est à toi
Sans amour, je n'vis pas Et je ne veux que toi dans mes bras
Pourquoi me torturer? Tu veux me faire mourir? Reviens chez moi, j'peux t'aimer Tu sais bien ce qu'ça veut dire
Sois pas cruelle, ce cur est à toi
Pourquoi cette rupture? Je t'aime vraiment, chérie Je le jure
Dis-moi ce qu'il faut faire Pour te combler de joie Tu es, sur cette Terre Un don du ciel pour moi
Sois pas cruelle, ce cur est à toi
Sans amour, je n'vis pas Et je ne veux que toi dans mes bras
Sois pas cruelle, ce cur est à toi Sois pas cruelle, ce cur est à toi
Sans amour, je n'vis pas Et je ne veux que toi dans mes bras
Primavera Composer(s): M. Luberti; Riccardo Cocciante Performer(s): Riccardo Cocciante
E solcherò il tuo corpo come se fosse terra cancellerò quei segni dell'ultima tua guerra E brucerò col fuoco quest'erba tua cattiva e ti farò con l'acqua più fertile e più viva
E pregherò che il sole asciughi questo pianto e pregherò che il tempo guarisca le ferite
Poi costruirò una serra intorno al tuo sorriso farò della tua vita un altro paradiso
Sarò il tuo contadino e tu al terra mia combatterò col vento che non ti porti via
Poi spargerò il mio seme nella tua verde valle e aspetteremo insieme e aspetteremo insieme che venga primavera
No Seas Cruel
((Adapted from: Don't Be Cruel (Elvis Presley) - 1956))
Composer(s): Elvis Presley - Otis Blackwell - Alejandra Guzmán
Performer(s): Alejandra Guzmán - 1989
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1956 - Sois Pas Cruelle (Georges Ulmer)
1963 - O Wie Gut (Peter Kraus)
1980 - Kom Terug (Will Tura)
No puedo estar así sola en nuestro hogar teniendo que vivir sufriendo nada más
no seas cruel ten piedad de mí
niño dime hoy donde estas porque te fuiste de mi pues nadie mas que tú me puede hacer feliz
no seas cruel ten piedad de mí
yo no dejo de pensar que un día al despertar tu volverás no quiero estar así perdida si no estas sin ganas de vivir llorando sin parar
no seas cruel hablame de ti yo no dejo de pensar que un día al despertar tu volverás
No puedo estar así sola en nuestro hogar teniendo que vivir sufriendo nada más
no seas cruel ten piedad de mí yo no dejo de pensar que un día al despertar tu volverás
no seas cruel ten piedad de mí no seas cruel y regresa al fin yo no dejo de pensar que un día al despertar tu volverás
Prigionera
French Title: Comment Faire Pour Oublier
Composer(s): P. Botkin; M. Daniels; H. Safka Performer(s): Dalida
Te ne vai ed io non so Se dimentichero Ma chi non ha sognato mai Di perder la memoria Pero non sarà facile Io questo già lo so Soffriro
La, la, la...
Balla il valzer il mondo Gira sempre Più in tondo Finirà Quando l'uomo cambierà
Oramai io non potrei Pensare altro che a te Da prigionera scendero Nel centro dell'inferno Mai più io m'innamorero E dentro il cuore moi Sarà inverno
La, la, la...
Balla il valzer i1 mondo Gira sempre Più in tondo Finirà quando l'uomo cambierà Balla il valzer il mondo Gira sempre più in tondo Cambierà solo se ritornerà
Jij En Ik Composer(s): Dick Bakker - Liselore Gerritsen First performance by: Bill van Dijk - 1982
Kijk de zwaluwen zijn weer terug Hebben hun reis achter de rug En de winter gaat op de vlucht Jij kom terug Kijk de perenboom achter ons huis Staat weer in bloei, is weer de bruid En mijn dromen die komen uit Jij kom terug
Jij en ik hebben elkaar weer gevonden Wij blijven voor altijd verbonden Hoe onze wegen ook gaan Jij en ik zullen elkaar blijven vinden Om weer opnieuw te beginnen Het heeft in de sterren gestaan Dat we samen naar huis zullen gaan
Kijk langs iedere weg staat een kruis Zo is de lange weg naar huis Jij en ik komen samen thuis Jij komt terug Kijk de zwaluwen hoog in de lucht Hebben hun reis achter de rug Net als wij niet meer op de vlucht Jij komt terug
Jij en ik hebben elkaar weer gevonden Wij blijven voor altijd verbonden Hoe onze wegen ook gaan Oh yeah Jij en ik zullen elkaar blijven vinden Om weer opnieuw te beginnen Het heeft in de sterren gestaan Dat we samen naar huis moeten Jij en ik langs die verschillende wegen Komen elkaar toch weer tegen Daar waar de perenboom staat...
Priests Composer(s): Leonard Cohen Performer(s): Judy Collins; Linda S. Collins; Richie Havens
And who will write love songs for you when I am lord at last and your body is some little highway shrine that all my priests have passed that all my priests have passed?
My priests they will put flowers there they will stand before the glass but they'll wear away your little window, love they will trample on the grass they will trample on the grass
And who will aim the arrow that men will follow through your grace when I am lord of memory and all your armour has turned to lace and all your armour has turned to lace?
The simple life of heroes and the twisted life of saints they just confuse the sunny calendar with their red and golden paints with their red and golden paints
And all of you have seen the dance that God has kept from me but he has seen me watching you when all your minds were free when all your minds were free
Sois Heureux Composer(s): Domenico Modugno - Bruno Zambrini Performer(s): Dalida
N'aies pas peur Va je ne me tuerai pas pour si peu va Moi N'aies pas peur Moi aussi je saurai bien t'oublier va Toi C'est ainsi Qu'on ne peut jamais revivre un amour mort Bien mort Jettons-lui Un dernier bouquet de roses Pour l'adieu, l'adieu
Ah dans ton regard ce n'est plus moi que je vois Ce n'est plus moi que tu retiens dans tes bras Pars si tu m'aimes encore un peu Et sois heureux
C'est fini Et ni toi ni moi jamais n'y pourrons rien Plus rien C'est fini Et mourra aussi la rose demain matin
Ah où sont les mots que je voudrai te donner Où sont les mots que voudrai te crier Mais je ne sais que dire adieu Et sois heureux
N'aies pas peur Va je ne me tuerai pas pour si peu va Moi N'aies pas peur Pars sans crainte avec une autre Et sois heureux, et sois heureux Et sois heureux
Prière Païenne Composer(s): Jacques Brel Performer(s): Jacques Brel
N'est-il pas vrai Marie Que c'est prier pour vous Que de lui dire je t'aime En tombant à genoux N'est-il pas vrai Marie Que c'est prier pour vous Que pleurer de bonheur En riant comme un fou Que couvrir de tendresse Nos païennes amours C'est fleurir de prières Chaque nuit chaque jour
N'est-il pas vrai Marie Que c'est chanter pour vous Que semer nos chemins De simples poésies N'est-il pas vrai Marie Que c'est chanter pour vous Que voir en chaque chose Une chose jolie Que chanter pour l'enfant Qui bientôt nous viendra C'est chanter pour l'enfant Qui repose en vos bras
Pride Of Man Composer(s): Hamilton Camp Performer(s): Quicksilver Messenger Service
Turn around go back down back the way you came Can't you see that flash of fire ten times brighter than the day? And behold a mighty city broken in the dust again Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again
Turn around go back down back the way you came Babylon is laid to waste, Egypt's buried in her shame The mighty men are all beaten down, their kings are fallen in the ways Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again
Turn around go back down back the way you came Terror is on every side, lo our leaders are dismayed For theose who place their faith in fire, their faith in fire shall be repayed Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again
Turn around go back down back the way you came And shout a warning unto the nation that the sword of God is raised Yes, Babylon, that mighty city, rich in treasures, wide in fame Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again
The meek shall cause your tower to fall, make a new pyre of flame Oh you who dwell on many waters, rich in treasures, wide in fame you bow unto your God of gold, your pride of might shall be a shame For only God can lead His people back unto the Earth again
Oh God, Pride of Man, broken in the dust again A Holy mountain be restored, and mercy on that people, that people...
Sois Belle Et Tais-Toi Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Le ramier roucoule Le moineau pépie Caquette la poule Jacasse la pie Le chameau blatère Et le hibou hue Râle la panthère Et craque la grue Toi, toi, toi Toi Sois belle et tais-toi
L'éléphant barète La jument hennit Hulule la chouette Bêle la brebis Le crapaud coasse Piaule le poulet Le corbeau croasse Cajole le geais Toi, toi, toi Sois belle et tais-toi
Le cerf brame, l'âne Brait, le lion rugit Cancane la cane Le taureau mugit Le dindon glouglotte Et braille le paon La caille margotte Siffle le serpent Toi, toi, toi Toi, sois belle et tais-toi
Pride And Joy Composer(s): Norman Whitfield; Marvin Gaye; Mickey Stevenson Performer(s): Marvin Gaye
You are my pride and joy And I just love you, little darlin' Like a baby boy loves his toy You've got kisses sweeter than honey And I work every day to give you all I know And that's why you're my pride and joy
And I'm tellin' the world You're my (pride and joy) pride and joy (pride and joy) I believe I'm no (baby boy) baby boy (baby boy) But I know you're mine (pride and joy) My pride and joy (pride and joy) Yeah baby (baby boy) Yeah baby (baby boy)
You, you are my pride and joy And a love like mine, yeah baby Is something nobody can ever destroy You pick me up (pick me up) when I'm down (when I'm down) And when we go out, pretty baby You shake up the whole town (whole town) And that's why (that's why) I believe you're my (you're my) pride and joy (pride and joy)
(repeat): (Pride and joy)x4 (baby boy)x2 (Pride and joy) My pride and joy (pride and joy) And I love you like a baby loves his toy (pride and joy)
Pride (In The Name Of Love) Composer(s): U2 Performer(s): U2
One man come in the name of love One man come and go One man come, he to justify One man to overthrow
In the name of love What more in the name of love In the name of love What more in the name of love
One man caught on a barbed wire fence One man he resist One man washed on an empty beach One man betrayed with a kiss
In the name of love What more in the name of love In the name of love What more in the name of love
(nobody like you...)
Early morning, April 4 Shot rings out in the Memphis sky Free at last, they took your life They could not take your pride
In the name of love What more in the name of love In the name of love What more in the name of love In the name of love What more in the name of love...
Video Video Composer(s): Jens Brixtofte First release by: Brixx - 1982
Når regnen bare siler ned Så har jeg tændt for color TV et Humphrey Bogart og Björn fra Wimbledon Jeg har det hele på video-bånd
Susanne rejste hjem igår Ja til sin mor i Klampenborg Alt det TV har gjort hende spiltergal Hun siger jeg ikke er helt normal
Omvæd: Video Video (Video) Den kører nat og dag Video Video (Video) Når jeg skal slappe af Bare et tryk på knappen Ja, så er der gang i kassen (Ååååh) Jeg er Video-man!
Mine venner syntes det går for vidt At sidde og glo på alt det skidt Jeg er da ligeglad, for mig er det bare sagen At se på video hele dagen
Video Video (Video) Den kører nat og dag Video Video (Video) Når jeg skal slappe af Bare et tryk på knappen Ja, så er der gang i kassen (Ååååh) Jeg er Video-man!
Video åååh, Video
Video Video (Video) Den kører nat og dag Video Video (Video) Når jeg skal slappe af Bare et tryk på knappen Så er der gang i kassen (Ååååh) Jeg er Video (Ååååh) Ja jeg er Video (Ååååh) Jeg er Video-man
Pride Composer(s): Irene Stanton; Wayne Walker Performer(s): Ray Price; and various other artists
You know that you're doin' lots of things that ain't right You're out with a different party almost every night And you're makin' me look like a crazy fool So, why do I have these doubts about leavin' you
Because my heart tells me stay, but my pride tells me go But, how can I leave you when I love you so Which way should I turn, I'd sure like to know My heart tells me stay, but my pride tells me go
I'd be so much better off to drive you from my mind And make you a mem'ry that I'd like to leave behind I know that these heartaches are what you will put me thru So, why do I have these doubts about leavin' you
Because my heart tells me stay, but my pride tells me go But, how can I leave you when I love you so Which way should I turn, I'd sure like to know My heart tells me stay, but my pride tells me go
Sognando La California
((Adapted from: California Dreamin' (English Version) (by Barry McGuire - 1965/1966))
Composer(s): John Phillips - Michelle Phillips - Mogol
Performer(s): I Dik Dik - 1966
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - La Terre Promise (by Richard Anthony)
1978 - Kalajoen Hiekat (by Tapani Kansa)
2009 - California Dreaming (Russian Version) (by Mumiy Troll)
Cielo grigio su cielo grigio su Foglie gialle giù foglie gialle giù Cerco un po di blu cerco un po di blu Dove blu non cè Dove blu non cè Sento solo freddo sento tanto freddo Fuori e dentro me fuori e dentro me Ti sogno California sogno California E un giorno io verrò Entro in Chiesa e là Io cerco di pregar Ma il mio pensiero invece va mio pensiero va Ritorna sempre là torna sempre là Al sole caldo che vorrei caldo sole che Che qui non verrà mai che qui non verrà mai Ti sogno California sogno California E un giorno io verrò Cielo grigio su cielo grigio su Foglie gialle giù foglie gialle giù Cerco un po di blu cerco un po di blu Dove blu non cè Dove blu non cè So che partirei so che partirei Ti sogno California sogno California E un giorno io verrò sogno California
Pretzel Logic Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan; and various other artists
I would love to tour the southland In a travelling minstrel show Yes Id love to tour the southland In a traveling minstrel show Yes Im dying to be a star and make them laugh Sound just like a record on the phonograph Those days are gone forever Over a long time ago, oh yeah I have never met Napoleon But I plan to find the time I have never met Napoleon But I plan to find the time cause he looks so fine upon that hill They tell me he was lonely, hes lonely still Those days are gone forever Over a long time ago, oh yeah
I stepped up on the platform The man gave me the news He said, you must be joking son Where did you get those shoes? Where did you get those shoes?
Well, Ive seen em on the tv, the movie show They say the times are changing but I just dont know These things are gone forever Over a long time ago, oh yeah