Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Spela Vår Sång Composer(s): Tony Cole - Agnetha Fältskog Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Spela vår sång Ännu en gång Jag är lika kär Nu som den gången vi träffades här
Spela vår sång Ännu en gång Han måste väl se Att jag är här, undrar vad som skall ske
Slå an en sträng På din gitarr Han kan ej ha glömt Allt som vi gjorde och allt som vi drömt
Spela igen Blott för min vän Jag hoppas han minns Vår egen sång och att kärleken finns
Om jag blundar hårt och riktigt önskar honom hit Så står han kanske här framför mig Jag blundar och jag känner någon tar min hand i sin Jag öppnar mina ögon, det är han
Han kom igen Jag har på känn Att han stannar kvar Här i hans armar är allt som det var
Spela vår sång Ännu en gång Den kärlek som brann Har inte slocknat, nu har vi varann
Hello Boy
((English & French Versions: King Of Clowns (Neil Sedaka); Je L'attends (Dalida))
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield - Blecher
Performer(s): Dalida
An dem Tag als wir uns sahen An dem Tag da habe ich dir wehgetan Ich war kalt kalt wie eis Aber wusste noch nicht was ich heute weiss
Als du gingst ohne wort Da war mir dann klar mein glück lief mit dir fort Wäre das doch nie geschehn Heute würde ich dir tausend mal gestehn
Hello, hello, Boy Geh nicht vorbei Denn du bist mir ganz und gar nicht einerlei Ich denk oft an uns zwei Darum ist mein herz noch immer für dich frei
La la la la la lay lo La la la la la lay lo Mein herz das ist noch frei La la la la la lay lo La la la la la lay lo Geh nicht daran vorbei
Andre sehn den sonnenschein Doch für mich wird alle stunden regen sein Und mein glück fangt erst an Wenn du wiederkommst und ich dir sagen kann
Hello, hello, hello, Boy Geh nicht vorbei Denn du bist mir ganz und gar nicht einerlei Ich denk oft an uns zwei Darum ist mein herz noch immer für dich frei
La la la la la lay lo La la la la la lay lo Mein herz das ist noch frei La la la la la lay lo La la la la la lay lo Geh nicht daran vorbei
La la la la la lay lo La la la la la lay lo Mein herz das ist noch frei La la la la la lay lo La la la la la lay lo Geh nicht daran vorbei
Hawaii Composer(s): Mike Love; Brian Wilson Performer(s): The Beach Boys
Do you want to go Straight to Hawaii (Hawaii) Hawaii (Hawaii) Straight to Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii) Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you want to come along with me (Do you want to come along with me)
I heard about all the pretty girls With their grass skirts down to their knees All my life I wanted to see The island called Hawaii Go to Hawaii (Hawaii) Hawaii (Hawaii) Straight to Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii) Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you want to come along with me (Do you want to come along with me)
Now I don't know what town you are from But don't tell me that they got bigger waves Cause everyone that goes Comes back with nothing but raves
That is in Hawaii (Hawaii) Hawaii (Hawaii) That is in Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii) Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you want to come along with me (Do you want to come along with me)
And pretty soon this Winter They all hold the surfing championship of the year Surfer guys and girls Will be coming from far and near
Go to Hawaii (Hawaii) Hawaii (Hawaii) Go to Hawaii (Hawaii, Hawaii) Oh do (Honolulu, Waikiki) you want to come along with me (Do you wan to come along with me)
And you now (Honolulu, Waikiki) You want to live Hanah Lee (Do you want to come along with me) Ooo ooo ooo (Honolulu, Waikiki) Ooo ooo ooo (Do you want to come along with me) Ooo ooo ooo (Honolulu, Waikiki) Ooo ooo ooo (Do you want to come along with me) Ooo ooooo (Honolulu, Waikiki)
Runaway Composer(s): Alar Kotkas - Ilmar Laisaar - Pearu Paulus - Jana Hallas First performance by: Sahlene - 2002
Did somebody dare to tell you what's right Which colours to wear, to laugh or cry? You wanna be fair, and maybe you're right Let's burn our fingers, stop the fight Always drivin' through red lights, babe Everybody stops but me
Just run away to the stars Just run away till you're high enough I will be waitin' above I'll make it happen, I try so hard
How lucky you are, your statement is fine Because what you think is what you find (What you think is what you find) Always drivin' through red lights, babe Everybody stops but me
Just run away to the stars Just run away till you're high enough I will be waitin' above I'll make it happen, I try so hard
Just run away to the stars Just run away till you're high enough I will be waitin' above I'll make it happen, I try so hard
Did somebody say it's gonna be easy 'Til you get to where you do belong? Your newly opened mind explains the reasons Why you have to carry on
Just run away to the... Just run away to the stars Just run away till you're high enough I will be waitin' above I'll make it happen, I try so hard
Just run away to the stars Just run away till you're high enough I will be waitin' above I'll make it happen, I try so hard
Hello America, hello America Hello America, hello America
Well I'm takin' me a trip I'm going down to California Yeah, I'm gonna try Hollywood and San Pedro Bay I'll tell ya what I'm gonna do I'm gonna give my love to you I'm gonna take you where the lights are bright I'm gonna give you my love tonight
Hello America, hello America Hello America, hello America
I'm gonna get me a greyhound bus down the motorway I'm gonna spend a little time in Frisco and L.A. But when it gets to twelve o'clock And you feel that you gotta rock You'd better let your hair hang down So we can boogie all over town
Hello America, hello America Hello America, hello America
Takin' me a trip I'm going down to California Yeah, I'm gonna try Hollywood and San Pedro Bay I'll tell ya what I'm gonna do I'm gonna give my love to you So won't ya take me where the lights are bright Won't you give me your love tonight
Hello America, hello America Hello America, hello America Hello America, hello America Hello America, hello America
Having A Wild Weekend Composer(s): Dave Clark; Mike Smith Performer(s): Dave Clark
Saturday night, everybody havin' fun You don't know it but I'm havin' me some You left me at home, thought I would die Down and lonely, thought I would cry
Oh, we're havin' a wild weekend We're havin' a wild weekend Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin'
I met me a girl, she thought I was fine Oh-oh, chick come with me we'll have a good time She got all dressed up when I took her out Well she's not that cute but she treats me right
Oh, we're havin' a wild weekend We're havin' a wild weekend Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin'
Oww!
Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin', wooo! Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin', rockin' and rollin' Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin', ohh!
Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin', wooo! Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin' I said, Reelin' and a-rockin' Rockin' and a-rollin'
Hello Again Composer(s): Ric Ocasek Performer(s): The Cars
Hello hello again! Hello hello again! You might've forgot The journey ends
You tied your knots And you made your friends You left the scene Without a trace
One hand on the ground
One hand in space Oh you passed on mercy
You tried the rest
You gave your body you gave your best Staring at the green door living in the sky
You don't want to know it you just want to fly Hello hello hello again! Hello hello hello again! I know you're a dreamer who's under the gun
I know you're a dreamer who's only just begun Hello hello hello again! I say hello hello hello again! Oh and when there's nothing nothing left to loose You leave it all to fade to blue You wanna feel electric you wanna feel loose
You wanna be eclectic you wanna call a truce Look at the profile staring up the flame Waiting for the sunshine standing in the rain Hello hello again! I said hello hello hello hello hello again! I say hello hello hello hello again! Hello hello again Hello - hello - hello - hello - hello
Having A Real Bad Day Composer(s): John Barlow Jarvis; Delbert McClinton Performer(s): Taj Mahal
I found her number, and the note she wrote Deep in the pocket, of a real old coat It just got by me some way I'm having a real bad day Said she was all moved in and her apartment sure looked fine Suggested I come by, and see her some time Said all her fixtures were new, and I'll turn them on for you She said I get home at a quarter to six I'll be waiting for your call I'll fix you something, I'm sure your gonna love but we don't have to, we don't have to eat at all that's one of the problems, of life on the road little notes like this ain't got no area code I don't know what else to say I'm having, a real bad day I don't know what to say I'm having, a real bad day
Northern Girl Composer(s): Kim Breitburg - Karen Kavaleryan - Evgene Fridlyand - Irina Antonyan First performance by: Prime Minister - 2002
In all my wanderings around the world I met so many kinds of pretty girls All of them like precious stones sparkling on their own I found them fiery, tender, bright and sweet In Rome and Paris, Lisbon and Madrid But one girl remains for me still a real mystery I've been thinkin' about you
Northern girl, Lady Ice - how can I melt you, baby? Northern girl, never cries - tough like a pearl Northern girl, frosty eyes, I wanna melt you, baby Northern girl
We drink the sunset like ruby wine But still you keep your head and hold the line Even when you look aside, I admire your pride We stand together closely, skin to skin You look forbidding as the Snow Queen But I hear your secret call 'cause your fortress has no walls I'm still thinkin' about you
Northern girl, Lady Ice - how can I melt you, baby? Northern girl, never cries - tough like a pearl Northern girl, frosty eyes, I wanna melt you, baby Northern girl
Northern girl, Lady Ice - how can I melt you, baby? Northern girl, never cries - tough like a pearl Northern girl, frosty eyes, I wanna melt you, baby Northern girl
And when you ask me tonight why I search for love so, so far I will hold you and whisper: You're my Northern Star, guiding star, baby
Northern girl, Lady Ice - how can I melt you, baby? Northern girl, never cries - tough like a pearl Northern girl, frosty eyes, I wanna melt you, baby Northern girl
Northern girl, Lady Ice - how can I melt you, baby? (You're my northern girl) Northern girl, never cries - tough like a pearl (You're my guiding star) Northern girl, frosty eyes, I wanna melt you, baby (Northern girl) Northern girl
Hello Composer(s): Lionel Ritchie Performer(s): Lionel Ritchie; and various other artists
I've been alone with you inside my mind And in my dreams I've kissed your lips A thousand times I sometimes see you pass outside my door Hello! is it me you're looking for?
I can see it in your eyes I can see it in your smile You're all I've ever wanted And my arms are open wide Cause you know just what to say And you know just what to do And I want to tell you so much, I love you
I long to see the sunlight in your hair And tell you time and time again How much I care Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow Hello! I've just got to let you know
Cause I wonder where you are And I wonder what you do Are you somewhere feeling lonely Or is someone loving you Tell me how to win your heart For I haven't got a clue But let me start by saying, I love you
Hello! is it me you're looking for?
I can see it in your eyes I can see it in your smile You're all I've ever wanted And my arms are open wide Cause you know just what to say And you know just what to do And I want to tell you so much, I love you
Having A Party Composer(s): Sam Cooke Performer(s): Sam Cooke
We're havin' a party Dancin' to the music Played by the DJ On the radio The Coke's out in the icebox Popcorn's on the table Me and my baby We're out here on the floor
So Mr., Mr. DJ Keep those records playin' 'Cause I'm a-havin' such a good time Dancin' with my baby
Everybody's swingin' Sally's doin' the twist now If you take requests I've Got a few for you Play that song called "Soul Twist" Play that song called "I Know" Don't forget "The Mashed Potatoes" No other songs will do
So Mr., Mr. DJ...
We're havin' a party Everybody's swingin' Dancin' to the music On the radio
Speel Niet Met Mijn Hart (English & French Versions: What Good Does It To Me; Ne Joue Pas) Composer(s): Art Marotta - Guy Hemric - Remo - Aleda Performer(s): Dalida
Speel niet met mijn hart Want als het ooit breken zal Van leed en van smart Dan breekt het alleen door jou
Speel niet met mijn hart Maar wees er toch eerlijk mee Zo kunnen we liefste Gelukkig zijn met zn twee
Mijn hart doet nog meer Dan jij ooit verwachten zal Het roept telkens weer Ik hou zo van jou
Speel niet met mijn hart Want als het ooit breken zal Van leed en van smart Dan breekt het alleen door jou
Speel niet met mijn hart Maar wees er toch eerlijk mee Zo kunnen we liefste Gelukkig zijn met zn twee
Mijn hart doet nog meer Dan jij ooit verwachten zal Het roept telkens weer Ik hou zo van jou
Speel niet met mijn hart Het vraagt om bemind te zijn Het waarborgt mijn hart De liefde van jou pracht Dat klopt alleen, alleen, alleen Voor mij
Hell Or High Water Composer(s): T. Graham Brown; Alex Harvey Performer(s): T. Graham Brown
Now baby don't worry, if he troubles your mind 'Cause it'll all wash away, girl, in the river of time If you need a shoulder, I'll be around I'll be your rock to hold onto till the river goes down
It's hell and high water, that your goin' through But come hell or high water, I'll be here waiting for you
I can't keep you from cryin', and I can't stop your pain The brightest of sunshine never could stop the rain But you know that I'll be there just like that ol' sun To be your good morning when your cryin's all done
It's hell and high water, that your goin' through But come hell or high water, I'll be here waiting for you
It's hell and high water, that your goin' through But come hell or high water, I'll be here waiting for you
Havin' Myself A Time Composer(s): Leo Robin; Ralph Rainger Performer(s): Billie Holiday; and various other artists
I'm havin' myself a time I mean I'm havin' what I want Wantin' what I have Doin' what I like and likin' what I do and I'm Havin' myself a time I never could save a dime And so I'm livin' like a lord Actin' like a loon Lyin' in the sun and sighin' in the moon and I'm Havin' myself a time When I hum songs They're all dumb songs without reason or rhyme But I'm certainly in my prime I mean I'm happy as a bird Flyin' up above Want a little love and get a little love I'm havin' myself a time
Speedy Gonzales Composer(s): Buddy Kaye - Ethel Lee - David Hill
First release: David Dante - 1961 (made famous by: Pat Boone - 1962)
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Le Petit Gonzalès (Danyel Gerard et les Danger's)
1962 - Kleiner Gonzalez (Caterina Valente und Silvio Francesco)
1962/1963 - Speedy Gonzales (Italian Versions) (Johnny Dorelli/Peppino di Capri)
1965 - Eufrazie Van Doemmelen (De Strangers)
1970 - Speedy Gonzalez (Finnish Version) (Johnny)
1976 - Speedy Gonzales (Danish Version) (Bamses Venner)
It was a moonlit night in old Mexico I walked alone between some old adobe haciendas Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl
(La-la-la)
You better come home, Speedy Gonzales Away from tannery row Stop alla your a-drinkin' With that floozie named Flo Come on home to your adobe And slap some mud on the wall The roof is leakin' like a strainer There's loadsa roaches in the hall
Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home? Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?
"Hey, Rosita-I hafta go shopping downtown for my mudder-she needs some tortillas and chili peppers"
(La-la-la)
Your doggy's gonna have a puppy And we're runnin' outta coke No enchiladas in the icebox And the television's broke I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt I smelled some perfume in your ear Well if you're gonna keep on messin' Don't bring your business back a-here
Mmm, Speedy Gonzales, why dontcha come home? Speedy Gonzales, how come ya leave me all alone?
"Hey, Rosita-come queek-down at the cantina they giving green stamps with tequila!!"
Hell Nep Avenue Composer(s): Francis Cabrel Performer(s): Francis Cabrel
Comme j'arrivais la tête en vrac Entre ma guitare et mon sac J'entends, malheureux ne bougez plus Ne bougez plus Le prochain pas que vous allez faire Peut vous mener droit en enfer Personne ne vous a prévenu Vous êtes sur Hell nep Avenue
Boulevard des papiers qui s'envolent Le vent y descend droit du pôle Ça fait des chansons de travers, de travers Chanteurs aux épaules tombantes Pris dans les fougères grimpantes Encore une averse de plus Sur Hell nep Avenue
Quelques mesures de silence À l'heure où l'autobus s'avance Aucune fille n'en descend, et le blues reprend On peut voir se creuser les rides De ceux qui attendent dans le vide Il n'y a pas de ciel par-dessus La Hell nep Avenue
Personne ne vous a prévenu À cette heure-ci elle viendra plus Il n'y a pas de ciel par-dessus La Hell nep Avenue
Avenue du blues, boulevard de personne On y a vu trainer Robert Johnson Jusqu'au matin grattant la misère, la misère Il reste un carré de pelouse Où quelques silhouettes jalouses Viennent pour fleurir la statue Vous êtes sur Hell nep Avenue
Tendresse pendue aux pupitres Rue des fenêtres sans vitres Combien d'amoureux étendus, étendus On y a tous chanté une fois Une fois et puis t'oublies plus La hell nep Avenue...
Combien d'amoureux étendus Tellement, tellement de silhouettes perdues Encore une averse de plus sur la Hell nep Avenue Personne ne vous a prévenu À cette heure-ci elle viendra plus Il n'y a pas de ciel par-dessus la Hell nep Avenue...
Haven't You Heard Composer(s): Dale Siegenthaler Performer(s): Porter Wagoner
Haven't you heard there's a new love for me Haven't you heard you're just my used to be She held out her hand, said "Haven't you heard" I saw a gold wedding band, I was lost for words I wanted to cry I wanted to die When she said these words ("Oh, haven't you heard*)
Haven't you heard there's a new love for me Haven't you heard you're just my used to be She pulled back her hand, I wanted to cry It was all I could stand to see her wavin' goodbye I wanted to cry I wanted to die When she said these words ("Oh, haven't you heard") When she said these words "Oh, haven't you heard"
Eufrazie Van Doemmelen ((Adapted from: Speedy Gonzales (David Dante - 1961)) Composer(s): David Hill - Buddy Kaye - Ethel Lee - Jean Vanhoren Performer(s): De Strangers - 1965
Versions In Other Languages: 1962 - Le Petit Gonzalès (Danyel Gerard et les Danger's) 1962 - Kleiner Gonzalez (Caterina Valente und Silvio Francesco) 1962/1963 - Speedy Gonzales (Italian Versions) (Johnny Dorelli/Peppino di Capri) 1970 - Speedy Gonzalez (Finnish Version) (Johnny) 1976 - Speedy Gonzales (Danish Version) (Bamses Venner)
Op een mistig koude augustusavond liep ik doelloos langs witgekalkte huisjes van het Lierse Begijnhof. In de grauwe stilte weerklonk plots het troosteloos geweeklaag van een eenzaam meisje
das kwezel Eufrazie van Doemmele van het Begijnenhof in Lier sinds heure vent stierf van t boemmele is t menske hiêl diên tijd al hier ze zit al jare in heur huiske ze denkt er dikwijls on ne vent alleen gon slape mè e kruiske is ze nog altijd ni gewend
Eufrazie van Doemmele we wete goe wa da ge mist Eufrazie van Doemmele wa denkte van ne goeien twist ik kan ni twiste, ik mag ni twiste twiste is onze regel ni begijntjes en kwezelkes twisten ni
van diên moment sliep Eufrazieke giênen enkelen nacht gerust ze droomt dat ze bij ieder lieke door Chubby Checker wordt gekust na leert ze twiste veur ne spiegel veur n begijn is da gewaagd al weurd ze mottig van t gewiegel ze wacht totdat er iemand vraagt
Eufrazie van Doemmele we wete wa gij hèt gemist Eufrazie van Doemmele wa denkte van ne goeien twist ik kan goe twiste, ik mag wel twiste twiste is onze regel wel begijntjes en kwezelkes twisten wel come on man, lets twist again
Hell Is For Children Composer(s): Pat Benatar; Roger Capps; Neil Giraldo Performer(s): Pat Benatar; Rosemary's Billygoat
They cry in dark so you can't see their tears They hide in the light so you can't see their fears Forgive and forget all the while... Love and pain become one and the same in the eyes of a wounded child Because--hell, hell is for children! And you know that their little lives can become such a mess Hell--hell is for children and you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh... It's all so confusing this brutal abusing... They blacken your eyes and then apologize... "Be daddy's good girl and don't tell mommy a thing"... "Be a good little boy and you'll get a new toy tell grandma you fell from the swing" Because--hell, hell is for children! And you know that their little lives can become such a mess Hell--hell is for children and you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh...
