Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Fri? Composer(s): Kim Engblom - Tina Krause - Janne Engblom - Stina Engblom First performance by: Beat - 1990
Oo yeah...
Fri, om jag frågar dig, säger du ej nej Frihet har vi väl Men, om du frågar mig, vad vår frihet är Svarar jag så här
Fri, vem av oss är fri? Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa...
Säg, varför dessa krav Vad gör mig så svag för ditt yttre skal? Vem ger behoven fart? Vem gör mig till slav under all reklam?
Fri, vem av oss är fri? Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa...
Whoa... vem av oss är fri? Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa...
Fri, vem av oss är fri? Fri att tänka själv, att ärligt och stolt vara den vi är, whoa... Rädd, rädd att göra fel, fångad i ett spel Där de som är lika får leka med, whoa...
Utopia Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Je chanterai le nouveau monde Né de la zone et de l'ordure En ces temps-là vos belles actions Passaient toujours par l'écriture Vous vous gaviez de projections De projects sérieux, de futur Pendant que l'ordre et la répression Vous alignaient contre un mur
Vous ronronniez pour le vieux monde Dans l'opposition objective Respectant la règle et la ronde Dans vos manchettes maladives Ça sentait le médicament La frustration et le soumis Ça puait déjà l'électron Le temps qui passe à crédit
Des technocrates maigrichons Vous prédisaient des jours meilleurs Des aurores de l'expansion A la sournoise nuit des chomeurs Vous faisiez du lard aux ceintures Les pancartes au bout des bras mous Faisaient des cercles dans l'ordure Ou vous vous traîniez à genoux
Les barbares, qui montraient leurs crocs Aux barrières des périphériques Ricanaient, remplaçant vos mots Par des cris de guerriers celtiques Vous en aviez froid dans le dos Bien qu'expliquant ce phénomène Vous essayiez de rentrer tôt Détestant les milices urbaines
Vous nous regardiez en ces temps Inventer une autres musique Faite de violence et de sang D'ignorance et de prophétique Votre raison vous pesait lourd Dans vos masochistes partouzes Dans vos dérisoires amours Votre révolte et vos ventouses
La petite gauche vivotait Frileuse comme une alouette Vos bars, vos fêtes, vos congrès Vos chanteurs, vos peintres, vos poètes Votre raison, votre droiture Vos illusions, vos habitudes Vos soumissions, votre culture Vos ambitions, vos certitudes
Cette lucidité bidon Qui remplaçait si bien les tripes Etait sinistre et sans passion Et militante et castratrice Elle vous bloquait le creux des reins Comme un calcul diabétique Elle vous laissait sur votre faim De bien nourris et d'asthmatiques
Nous rêvons d'une autre planète En ce futur, t'en souvient-tu? Nous tirons des plans à facettes Vers des comètes disparues Nous installons nos mines d'or Sur des podiums itinérants Ou nous jouons toujours très fort De la guitare, et du vent
Nous pressentons une cassure Une crevasse nette et sanglante Une balafre dans l'azur Un cran d'arrêt dans le silence Une fissure dans le certain Une embolie dans la finance Un détonateur dans la main Un embarras dans la nuance
Nous vivons au ras des pavés N'ayant jamais connu la plage Et jamais le roi des étés Ne s'est inscrit au paysage Nous avons la haine au profond Une haine fondamentale De la hiérarchie et des cons Du quotidien et du fatal
Something Sort Of Grandish Composer(s): Burton Lane - E.Y. Harburg Performer(s): David Wayne & Ella Logan and multiple other artists
Petula: Is it a warmish, kind of glowish, kind of peculiarish sensation?
Tommy: Oh no, it's sort of a shimmerish kind of quimmerish, flibbery-gibberish sensation
Petula: Does it make you feel humming birds in your heart?
Tommy: Butterflies in me feet
Petula: And bees in your bonnet
Tommy: Stars in me britches
Petula: Does it make you want to dance?
Tommy: I hadn't noticed
Petula: And sing?
Tommy: Oh, it does, it does....
Tommy: Something sweet Something sort of grandish Sweeps my soul When thou art near My heart feels so sugar candish My head feels so ginger beer Something so dareish So I don't careish Stirs me from limb to limb It's so terrifish, magnifish, delish To have such an amorish, glamorish dish We could be, oh, so bride and groomish Skies could be so bluish blue Life could be so love in bloomish If my ishes could come true
Petula: Thou art sweet Thou art sort of grandish Thou outlandish cavalier From now on, we're hand in handish Romeo
Tommy: And Guinevere Thou'rt so adorish Toujours l'amourish I'm so cherchez la femme Petula: Why should I vanquish Relinquish, resish
Tommy: When I simply relish this hellish condish I might be manish or mouseish I might be a fowl or fish But with thee I'm Eisenhowzish Please accept my propasish
Both: You're under my skinish So please be give-inish Or it's the beginish of the finish of me
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Reprise:
Children, if you help me find the little gold crock You can have anything that's made in fairyland
There'll be things plenty for allish Wondrish toys and magic tricks Electrish trains and basket ballish Mintish drops and licorice stick
Life will be keenish all halloweenish And jelly beanish too With ice-cream, and cakish And soda to sup And no bellyacheish To wakeish you up
There will be such delicious dishes And will end to this daffyish plot We will go from wretch to riches When we'll find that goldish pot
There will be chocolate castish With hot-dogs, and mustish But cheers! ev'rybodysh Must fastish come trough
Utterly Simple Composer(s): Dave Mason Performer(s): Traffic; The Smoke
Everything really is stupidly simple And yet all around is utter confusion Fairy tales written may help you to see it Do you understand about Lewis's Alice? We fit all our lives into regular patterns All that we really know is that we're really living
(spoken: The man that seeks the world, his wisdom seeks to know his mind And knowing where his feet should walk, and when he should or should not talk And have a friend to find Don't look around to find the sound that's right beneath your feet The hermit sits inside his cave and seeks to know his mind Staring into empty space and seeing things in people's faces others cannot find Don't look around to find the sound that's right beneath your feet)
We've nothing to hide so why try to hide it? I know there are some but they're screwed up inside If you need a reason for all this I'm singing It's simpleness really that gives it its meaning
Milas Poli Composer(s): Haris Anastasiou First performance by: Haris Anastasiou - 1990
The xero pos na s'agapiso The xero pos na su to po The xero ti na su hariso Ti thromo pia na perpato Pu tha me vgalei i istoria mu me sena Oso s'akolutho? Milas poli, zitas pola Vres ena tropo mia fora Ti parla na ti stamatas Milas poli, zitas pola
The xero ti na su thimiso Pia melothia, pio rithmo Me musiki na zontanepso ta loyia pu tha po Pu tha me vgalei i istoria mu me sena Oso s'akolutho?
Milas poli, zitas pola Vres ena tropo mia fora Ti parla na ti stamatas Milas poli, zitas pola
Lipon kalitera, mia ora arhitera Na teleionume mia yia panta Then itan boreto na sinehisume Kaname lathi pola
Milas poli, zitas pola Vres ena tropo mia fora Ti parla na ti stamatas Milas poli, zitas pola
Milas poli, zitas pola Vres ena tropo mia fora Ti parla na ti stamatas Milas poli, zitas pola
Ugly Chile Composer(s): Clarence Williams; Johnny Mercer Performer(s): Johnny Mercer
You're so pretty Oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk They make me get so nervous that I have to walk Oh! I love you, how I love you More and more each day You've got some smile, you're pretty too I've got a million dollars that I'll spend on you 'Cause you're so pretty, oh! o pretty You're some pretty doll
Now that's the way my folks would always sing to me When I was just a blossom on my family tree But when I got around to datin' my first chick This is what she said, an' did she spread it thick...
Hey! You're ugly, oh! so ugly You're some ugly chile The clothes you wear are not in style You look like an ape every time you smile How I hate you, you alligator bait, you Why don't you lay down and die How I hate you, you alligator bait, you An' here's the reason why...
You're knock kneed, pigeon toed, box ankled You're big foot, barefoot slue footed too How'd they ever get a pair of shoes on you Your short and squatty, just nobody You're some Ugly Chile What a joke on your family when along comes you You're dippy, dappy, hey! slap happy You're some Ugly Chile!
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Alternate Version: You're Some Pretty Doll
You're so pretty, oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk They make me get so nervous that I have to walk Oh! I love you, how I love you More and more each day You've got some smile, you're pretty too And I've a million dollars that I'll spend on you 'Cause you're so pretty Oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll
Now listen Dolly, come over here There's something I must whisper in your ear You've got me hanging 'round you like a child It seems as if you're goin' to drive me wild These words I tell you are really true And what I say I'll surely do Oh! you're cute and handsome, I can't help but fall You're just a perfect Doll
Your baby ways and your loving smile It sets my heart jumping ll the while Those charming little curls and dimples too They make me know that it is you, just you I wonder if your dear heart is mine If so, it is a joy divine Oh! won't you tell me and put my heart at ease Oh! for a loving squeeze
You're so pretty, oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll You've got the kind of eyes that seem to talk They make me get so nervous that I have to walk Oh! I love you, how I love you, More and more each day You've got some smile, you're pretty too And I've a million dollars that I'll spend on you 'Cause you're so pretty Oh! so pretty You're some pretty doll
Something So Strong Composer(s): Mick Leeson - Peter Vale - Miles Waters Performer(s): Jim Capaldi
We started off heading for the top and set our sights on the sun Now there's no more tears as we're standing here, and the morning light has begun They said that you'll expire. You're wasting your time to try But inside a heart of fire is a force you can't deny
Something so strong driving me on, never tire Something so strong, born of the sun Like a fire burns inside me so strong
We live in hope waiting for the day, when all our dreams can begin But the time it takes for the rain to fall, is the time it takes to give in They said that you'll expire. You're wasting your time to try But inside a heart of fire, is a force you can't deny
Something so strong driving me on, never tire Something so strong, born of the sun Like a fire, sea of fire, burns inside me so strong
Love is what brought us here And no-one can deny
Something so strong driving me on, never tire Something so strong burning so long, like a fire Something so strong born of the sun, taking me higher Something so strong been coming so long, burning desire
Something so strong driving me on, never tire Something so strong burning so long, like a fire Something so strong born of the sun, taking me higher Something so strong been coming so long, burning desire
Something so strong driving me on, never tire Something so strong burning so long, like a fire
Keine Mauern Mehr First performance by: Simone - 1990
Zur selben Zeit vor einem Jahr Hat niemand sich's gedacht Daß unser Freiheitstraum Den Sprung nach vorne macht Gegenwart kommt in Fahrt Sie muß um jeden Preis Bunter sein Nicht nur schwarz und weiß Denn unsere Zukunft wird erst jetzt geboren Viele Sprachen, viele Ohren
Keine Mauern mehr, no walls anywhere (Keine Mauern mehr) Tomber les barrières, keine Mauern mehr Keine Mauern mehr
Der Wind ist stark, er nimmt im Sturm Bläst manchem ins Gesicht Die feste Hand am Widerstand zerbricht Denn unsere Zukunft wird erst jetzt geboren Viele Sprachen, viele Ohren
Keine Mauern mehr, no walls anywhere (Keine Mauern mehr) Nema vie zidova, keine Mauern mehr Keine Mauern mehr
Something So Right Composer(s): Paul Simon First release by: Paul Simon - 1973 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages: 1973 - Se Una Donna Non Va 1979 - Une Chose Qui Va Bien
You've got the cool water When the river runs high And you've got the look of love Right in your eyes And I was in a crazy motion Till you calmed me down It took a little time But you calmed me down
Some people never say the words "I love you" It's not their style to be so bold Some people never say the words "I love you" But like a child They're longing to be told They've got a wall in China It's a thousand miles long To keep out the foreigners They made it strong And I've got a wall around me That you can't even see It took a little time To get next to me
If something goes wrong I'm the first to admit it The first to admit it But the last one to know If something goes right Well,it's likely to lose me It's apt to confuse me Because it's such an unusual sight
Oh I can't get used to something so right Something so right
Some people never say the words "I love you" It's not their style to be so bold Some people never say the words "I love you" But like a child I'm longing to be told They've got a wall in China And I've got a wall around me It took a little time To get next to me
Something Is Worrying Me Composer(s): Otis Redding - Phil Walden Performer(s): Otis Redding; Zoot Money; Shakin' Snakes
Something keeps worrying me, yeah And that something Keeps driving me in misery I can tell the way things changed That you been lovin' some other man That's why something Keeps on worrying me Yes it is That's why something keeps worrying me
I can tell by the look in your eye I can tell by the way you smile I know things haven't been this way I tried to love you each and every day And that something keeps on worrying me That's why something Keeps driving me in misery
I can tell by the look in your eye That you been lovin' some other guy That's why something Keeps on worrying me Oh yes it is That's why something Keeps on worrying me
Darling, that something, baby Is deep down in my heart It's worrying me, baby I know you love somebody I know you have somebody, yeah It's worrying me, baby I need you right here by my side...
Som En Vind Composer(s): Mikael Wendt First performance by: Edin-Ådahl - 1990
Ut ur en dröm och in i mitt hjärta Kom en känsla och fyllde min själ Och jag, en man, som reser i tankar Fylld av visioner ur en dröm Och jag känner...
Som en vind, sveper inom mig Skänker mig värme, kom var mig närmre Som en vind, visa mig vägen Rör vid mig som en vind
Tillsammans, men långt ifrån varann Vi vet att vi vill och vi kan En tanke säger mer än tusen ord Ändå vet jag inte vad jag ska tro Men jag känner...
Som en vind, sveper inom mig Skänker mig värme, kom var mig närmre Som en vind, visa mig vägen Rör vid mig som en vind
Jag, en man, fylld av visioner Stanna och rör mig
Som en vind, sveper inom mig Skänker mig värme, kom var mig närmre Som en vind, visa mig vägen Kom till mig, stanna Vänd inte från mig Rör vid mig som en vind Rör vid mig som en vind
Something In Your Smile Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse Performer(s): Anthony Newley and multiple other artists
Dolittle: My dear Miss Fairfax.....Emma.... It is evening, and as I sit here by the sea..... I find my thoughts drifting .....to.....you
Something in your smile Speaks to me Something in your eyes Shows me the way And helps me to say The things that I could never say to you
Something in your voice Sings to me Something in your laugh Makes me rejoice And there is no choice Except to let my thoughts all stray to you And stray to you they do
Something in you is rich and rare And there is something more Something in you is everything I've never known before
For something of your charm Clings to me Something of your warmth Has stayed in my heart And made me a part of you For just a little while.... So think of me As something in your smile
Yours sincerely, John Dolittle Sea Star Island September 24th, 1837
Somewhere in Europe Composer(s): Liam Reilly First performance by: Liam Reilly - 1990
It's been a long time since we were together I'm back in Ireland and I miss you more than ever In early spring we parted and I've been here since then But if I could only see you once again
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light We should be together, and maybe we just might If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe tonight
I remember Amsterdam as we sailed along the canal And as the leaves began to fall, we were walking in old Bruxelles In the Black Forest on a German summer's day And the memories refuse to go away
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light We should be together, and maybe we just might If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe
Don't you remember those Adriatic days? I miss your laughter and all your little ways I can still see you in London, walking on Trafalgar Square And drinking wine in Old Seville, how I wish that we were there
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light We should be together, maybe we just might If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe tonight
Meet me in Paris on a Champs-Élysées night We could be in Rome again, 'neath the Trevi fountain light We should be together, and maybe we just might If you could only meet me somewhere in Europe tonight
Until It's Time For You To Go Composer(s): Buffy Saint-Marie Performer(s): Buffy Saint-Marie; and various other artists
You're not a dream You're not an angel You're a woman I'm not a king I'm a man Take my hand We'll make a space In the lives that we planned And here we'll stay Until it's time for you to go
Yes, we're diff'rent worlds apart We're not the same We laughed and played At the start like in a game You could have stayed Outside my heart But in you came And here you'll stay Until it's time for you to go
Don't ask why, Don't ask how Don't ask forever Love me now
This love of mine Had no beginning It has no end I was an oak Now I'm a willow Now I can bend And tho' I'll never In my life see you again I still stay Until it's time for you to go
Something In Your Eyes Composer(s): Richard Carpenter - Pamela Phillips Oland Performer(s): Richard Carpenter
There was a certain face That filled a thousand nights With all the sweetest dreams and promises Of paradise But that face was gone When the dawn would come and steal you Yet I still could feel you Waiting just a kiss away I'd surely know your face When love would cast its spell I'd recognize each curve and line of you I knew it well Now at last you're here and I can tell Something in your eyes I see Is all I've ever wanted (And) Something in your smile for me Is calling out my name Your eyes it seems Are mirrors of my dreams In ways I can't explain... And my heart will never be the same We never said a word As if we'd always known That through the bittersweet of waiting We were not alone Now we're close enough For the touch of love to find us Fantasies designed us But they never really could Begin to measure you No pictures ever do And as I watch you framed in sunlight And a sky of blue I know what my life's been leading to Something in your eyes I see Is all I've ever wanted (And) Something in your smile for me Is calling out my name Your eyes it seems Are mirrors of my dreams In ways I can't explain... And my heart will never be the same
Until The Real Thing Comes Along Composer(s): Mann Holiner; Alberta Nichols; Sammy Cahn; Saul Chaplin; L.E. Freeman Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; and various other artists
Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for you Be a beggar or a knave for you If that isn't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along
Gladly move the earth for you Prove my love dear, and it's worth for you If that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along
With all the words dear at my command I just can't make you understand I'll always love you baby - come what may My heart is yours - what more can I say
I would cry for you, even sigh for you Tear those stars down from the sky for you If that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along
Walk on burning coals for you I would drive the Chrysler,leave the Rolls for you If that ain't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along
I would try to hit high "C" for you I'd even punch out Mr. T for you If that ain't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along
There's not a thing that you can't ask of me Go on, demand any task of me If you want the moon or a lavaliere All you got to do is nibble on my ear
I would rob, steal, beg, borrow, and lie for you Lay my little body down and die for you (If that ain't love - if that isn't love) If that ain't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along
Há Sempre Alguém Composer(s): Francisco Pereira - Frederico Pereira - Luis Filipe - Jan Van Dijck First performance by: Nucha - 1990
Sempre há sempre alguém Que ainda não tem O tanto que temos Sempre há sempre alguém No canto do mundo Que sonha também
A vida corria Diante de nós Sem cores nem harmonia O passo era o muro que calava a voz A verdade nada valia Quantos momentos perdemos então O medo da vida o sonho era em vão
As vozes do vento E as ondas do mar Fizeram este novo dia Agora vivemos sem ter de sonhar Momentos de louca alegria Cantamos unidos Sem olhar pra trás Nada detém o amor e a paz
Until We Sleep Composer(s): David Gilmour Performer(s): David Gilmour
Dance, to the movement of the stars Sing till the walls around us ring Pray that it never fades away Until we sleep
Feast, go ahead now, take your fill Drink, till the room begins to sway Play, and your cares will blow away Until we sleep Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all
Work, though the work will break your back Rest, hope to feel your spirits rise But the years, have cut you down to size Now go to sleep Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all
