Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Shine Composer(s): Hanne Margrethe Fredriksen Sørvaag - Harry Sommerdahl - Christian Leuzz First performance by: Sofia Nizharadze - 2010
Who can ever tell the colour of a soul And the memories we keep from long ago? Do we ever really know each other's past?
You can't go back to before But tomorrow will bring even more
Like the tide's gonna turn You will know when it's cold You're on your own, but you're never alone Shine, shine, like the stars in the sky Wipe your dust off your love, let it shine
So when nothing's ever really carved in stone Remember that your heart is holding on And when every second melts up in the past Don't be afraid it will end Only fear that it never began
Like the tide's gonna turn You will know when it's cold You're on your own, but you're never alone Shine, shine, like the stars in the sky Wipe your dust off your love, let it shine
You can't go back to before But tomorrow will bring even more
Like the tide's gonna turn You will know when it's cold You're on your own, but you're never alone Shine, shine, like the stars in the sky Let it shine
Y'En A Qui Font Ça Composer(s): N. Chiboust; M. Teze Performer(s): Sacha Distel
Y'en a qui pourraient Mais qui n'ont jamais fait ça Y'en a qui voudraient et qui ne pensent qu'à ça Y'en a qui essaient et qui n'y arrivent pas D'autres qui font ça parfois plusieurs fois Et puis, et puis
Y'en a qui s'en foutent, Qui font ça n'importe comment Y'en a qui sans doute Ne font ça que le Jour de l'an Y'en a que ça dégoûte Et y'en a qui font semblant D'autres qui s'arrêtent en route En baillant
C'est pourtant facile C'est pourtant facile C'est pourtant facile De la la la la
Y'en a qui font ça En veste de pyjama Y'en a qui font ça En rentrant du cinéma Y'en a qui font ça Dans des endroits faits pour ça D'autres qui font ça tout seul Pourquoi pas Et puis, et puis
Y a les amateurs Qui font ça maladroitement Y a les professeurs Qui font ça scientifiquement Y a les fonctionnaires Les docteurs, les présidents Et il y a, il y a bien sûr Tous les gens
Qui trouvent ça facile Qui trouvent ça facile Qui trouvent ça facile De danser l'tango
Straight For The Heart Composer(s): David Paich - Joseph Williams Performer(s): Toto
Boy meets girl on the playground of life Falls in love for the very first time Late at night he sees her alone, but she's the type that can never be owned
He can't get her off his mind, but she knows he'll get over her in time And the world goes round and round
She goes straight for the heart, she serves it sweet and cold But she goes straight for the heart It's just the only thing that she's ever known
Boy sees girl on the poor side of town A city princess with her very own crown He's too young to be taking such a chance 'Cause she walks the streets in the name of romance
Everywhere she goes he's there and she knows, he's just another fool who cares And the world goes round and round
She goes straight for the heart, she serves it sweet and cold But she goes straight for the heart It's just the only thing that she's ever known
Everywhere she goes he's there and she knows, he's just another fool who cares And the world goes round and round
She goes straight for the heart, she serves it sweet and cold But she goes straight for the heart
'Cause that's the only thing that she's ever known 'Cause that's the only thing that she's ever known 'Cause that's the only thing that she's ever known 'Cause that's the only thing that she's ever known
Yellow Van Composer(s): Ron Dante; Gene Allan Performer(s): Ronnie & The Dirt Riders
Pack a bag baby Won't you come along We'll be sittin' pretty mama Nothin' can go wrong The sun is comin' up And we got miles to go
Well, I'm a gonna show you just how good it feels When we're movin' it out in a home on wheels 'Cause there's no place like home In a yellow van
Yellow van... yellow van... yellow vaaaan... Moving down the highway Cruising 'cross the USA Yellow vaaaan, yellow vaaaan Oh, move out, move out with me in my yellow van
Well it's beat up, faded, and it ain't brand new But when you're riding high There's nothing it can't do The open road's ahead We'll leave the past behind
Got a fab (?)quad system And it's dynamite Got a mattress in the back Where we can spend the night Cause home ain't nothin' like Livin' in a yellow van
Yellow van... yellow van... yellow vaaan... Moving down the highway Cruising 'cross the USA Yellow vaaaan, yellow vaaaan Oh, move out, move out with me in my yellow van
Bowm-de-do-be-do-wow Why don't we move out Bowm-de-do-be-do-wow Why don't we,, move out Bowm-de-do-be-do-wow Why don't we...move out Why don't you ride with me
Yellow vaaaan... yellow vaaaan... yellow vaaaan... Moving down the highway Cruisin' 'cross the USA Yellow van, yellow van Oh, Move out, move out with me in my yellow Move out, move out with me in my yellow Move out, move out with meee..
Move out, move out with me.. in my yellow Move out, move out with me.. in my yellow Move out, move out with me.. in my yellow
That Sounds Good To Me Composer(s): Pete Waterman - Mike Stock First performance by: Josh - 2010
How do I begin to imagine all the happy faces I'd like to see? The final destination, with sounds of celebration If I could find the opportunity
So I wonder, who can I turn to? Who can make these wishes and dreams come true? And with you there beside me And loving hands to guide me Anything is possible to do
So if you bring the sunshine I'll bring the good times Just add your laughter It's happy ever after I don't know 'bout you But that sounds good to me
I can feel it coming together All the loving working so very well There's nothing left to do now Gonna see it through now And we can let the future write itself
Baby, if you bring the sunshine I'll bring the good times Just add your laughter It's happy ever after I don't know 'bout you But that sounds good to me Oh...
(So if you bring the sunshine) You bring the sunshine (I'll bring the good times) I'll bring the good times Just add your laughter Happy ever after I don't know 'bout you (Sounds good to me) I don't know 'bout you I don't know 'bout you But that sounds good to me Oh... that sounds good to me
Yellow Submarine
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Le Sous-Marin Vert (by Les Compagnons de la Chanson)
1966 - Un Petit Sous Marin Jaune (by Les Baronets)
1966 - Yellow Submarine (German Version) (by Bill Ramsey)
1966 - En U-Båd Der Er Gul (by Otto Brandenburg, Dario Campeotto, Bjørn)
1969 - Yellow Submarine (Italian Version) (by Nada)
In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up to the sun Till we found the sea of green And we lived beneath the waves In our yellow submarine
We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
And our friends are all on board Many more of them live next door And the band begins to play
We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
As we live a life of ease Everyone of us has all we need Sky of blue and sea of green In our yellow submarine
We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine We all live in our yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
Straight Down The Middle Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - Jimmy Van Heusen Performer(s): Bing Crosby; Ray Reach
Fore!
Straight down the middle It went straight down the middle Then it started to hook just a wee, wee bit And that's when my caddie lost sight of it That little white pellet has never been found to this day But it went straight down the middle like they say
Whack down the fairway It went smack down the fairway Then it started to slice just a smidge off line It headed for two but it bounced off nine My caddie says long as you're still in the state you're okay Yes, it went straight down the middle quite a way
The sun was never brighter The greens were never greener And I was never keener to play
I heard it came down the middle It went zing down the middle Oh, the life of a golfer is not all gloom There's always the lies in the locker room And I'm in my glory when wrapped in a towel I say That it went straight down the middle today
Oh, the life of a golfer is not all gloom Though they charge just for listenin' in the locker room But I'm in my glory when wrapped in a towel I say That it went straight down the middle Where it wound up is a riddle But it went straight down the middle far away
Yellow Rose Of Texas Composer(s): Don George Performer(s): Mitch Miller; and various other artists
There's a yellow rose of Texas That I am going to see No other fellow knows her No other, only me She cried so when I left her It like to break my heart And if I ever find her We never more will part
She's the sweetest rose of color A fellow ever knew Her eyes are bright as di'monds They sparkle like the dew You may talk about your dearest May and sing of Rosa Lee But the Yellow Rose of Texas Beats the belles of Tennessee
Oh, now I'm going to find her For my heart is full of woe And we'll sing the song together That we sung long ago We'll play the bajo gaily and we'll sing the songs of yore And the Yellow Rose of Texas Shall be mine forevermore
Opa First performance by: George Alkaios & Friends - 2010
Aaa Opa! Opa! Opa! Aaa
Ekapsa to htes (oh) nihtes mou palies (oh) Thipsala oi anaminseis eginan ki aftes Lipes kai fones (oh) adikes efhes (oh) Ki afisa se mia gonia anoihtes pliyes
Ekapsa to htes (oh) nihtes mou palies (oh) Oneira kai efialtes rihno stis foties Dakria kafta (oh) psemata polla (oh) Miazoun san vouvi tainia pou den vlepo pia
Aaa Opa!
Vazo mia fotia (hey!) Sola ta palia (hey!) Ola tha ta allakso (opa!) Kai tha to fonakso (opa!) Perasmena ksehasmena ki ola ap tin arhi ksana (opa!)
Vazo mia fotia (hey!) Sola ta palia (hey!) Ola tha ta allakso (opa!) Kai tha to fonakso (opa!) Perasmena ksehasmena ki ola ap tin arhi ksana (opa!)
Ekapsa to htes (oh) nihtes mou palies (oh) Ki apo to miden arhizo oso ki an den thes Dakria kafta (oh) psemata polla (oh) Plirosa osa hrostousa kai ta daneika
Aaa Opa!
Vazo mia fotia (hey!) Sola ta palia (hey!) Ola tha ta allakso (opa!) Kai tha to fonakso (opa!) Perasmena ksehasmena ki ola ap tin arhi ksana (opa!)
Everybody say! Opa!
Aaa Opa!
Vazo mia fotia (hey!) Sola ta palia (hey!) Ola tha ta allakso (opa!) Kai tha to fonakso (opa!) Perasmena ksehasmena ki ola ap tin arhi ksana (opa!)
Vazo mia fotia (hey!) Sola ta palia (hey!) Ola tha ta allakso (opa!) Kai tha to fonakso (opa!) Perasmena ksehasmena ki ola ap tin arhi ksana (opa!)
Yellow River
((French Version: L'Amérique (by Joe Dassin) - 1970))
Composer(s): Jeffrey Christie
First recording/First release by: The Tremeloes - 1969/1985
Covered by multiple other artists
So long, boy, you can take my place I got my papers, I got my pay So pack my bags and I'll be on my way ... to Yellow River
Put my gun down, the war is won Fill my glass high, the time has come I'm going back to the place that I love ... Yellow River
Yellow River, Yellow River ... is in my mind and in my eyes Yellow River, Yellow River ... is in my blood, it's the place that I love
Got no time for explanations, got no time to lose Tomorrow night you'll find me sleeping underneath the moon And Yellow River
Cannon fire lingers in my mind I'm so glad I'm still alive And I've been gone for such a long time ... from Yellow River
I remember the nights were cool I can still see the water pool And I remember the girl that I knew ... from Yellow River
Strada Facendo Composer(s): Claudio Baglioni First release by: Claudio Baglioni - 1981
Io ed i miei occhi scuri siamo diventati grandi insieme con l'anima smaniosa a chiedere di un posto che non c'è tra mille mattini freschi di bicletta, mille e più tramonti dietro i fili del tram ed una fame di sorrisi e braccia intorno a me...
Io e i miei cassetti di ricordi e di indirizzi che ho perduto ho visto visi e voci di chi ho amato prima o poi andar via e ho respirato un mare sconosciuto nelle ore larghe e vuote di un'estate di città accanto alla mia ombra nuda di malinconia...
Io e le mie tante sere chiuse, come chiudere un ombrello col viso sopra il petto a leggermi i dolori ed i miei guai ho camminato quelle vie che curvano seguendo il vento e dentro un senso di inutilità e fragile e violento mi son detto tu vedrai...vedrai...vedrai..
Strada facendo vedrai che non sei più da solo strada facendo, troverai un gancio in mezzo al cielo e sentirai la strada far battere il tuo cuore... vedrai più amore....vedrai!
Io troppo piccolo fra tutta questa che c'è al mondo io che ho sognato sopra un treno che non è partito mai e ho corso in mezzo a prati bianchi di luna per strappare ancora un giorno alla mia ingenuità e giovane e invecchiato mi son detto tu vedrai,vedrai..vedrai..
...Strada facendo, vedrai, che non sei più da solo strada facendo, troverai, anche tu un gancio in mezzo al cielo, e sentirai la strada far battere il tuo cuore, vedrai più amore, vedrai...
E una canzone e neanche questa potrà mai cambiar la vita ma che cos'è che mi fa andare avanti e dire che non è finita...cos'è che mi spezza il cuore tra canzoni e amore e che mi fa cantare e amare sempre più perché domani sia migliore, perché domani tu...
Yellow Pearl Composer(s): Phil Lynott; Midge Ure Performer(s): Phil Lynott; Grand Slam; Thin Lizzy; Ultravox; Midge Ure
"We all must beware of the yellow pearl"
The Yellow Pearl control, attack, attack, attack, attack Yellow Pearl It is foolish to venture into strange enchanted places If they aren't the places you want to be
Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack Is what we lack
We will arise We will control We will command We will patrol
It is foolish under the guise of love and liberty That we should capitalize and rob and fell The poor for the socialistic tree
We will arise We will control Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack Is what we lack That's what you lack
We shall arise They will arise We shall control They will control We shall command They will command We shall patrol They will patrol
We must fight back We will arise They will arise We will control
We are now living in a situation Where that self same situation depends on the Yellow Pearl Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack Is what we lack We will arise They will arise We will control They will control We will command They shall command We will patrol They will patrol Arise Yellow Pearl's upon us now We must fight back
We will arise They will arise We will control Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack
Is what we lack Is what we lack Don't trust in Liberty To save your soul It is genocide to let liberty lose control Control We must decide Control We the Yellow Pearl we will control
It's For You Composer(s): Lina Eriksson - Jonas Gladnikoff - Marten Eriksson - Niall Mooney First performance by: Niamh Kavanagh - 2010
Look into these eyes, hold onto these hands, believe in this heartbeat Though you're afraid that I might break, just hold on Shadows only haunt you when darkness crowds your heart So let the light of my love shine bright
When I cry, it's for the lonely When I pray, it's for the lost and stray When I love like there's no tomorrow No more words to say, it's for you
Look straight ahead, hold onto your dreams, believe in this magic Open your eyes, open your mind and it's there Shadows only haunt you when darkness crowds your heart So let the light of my love shine bright
When I cry, it's for the lonely When I pray, it's for the lost and stray When I love like there's no tomorrow No more words to say...
When shadows haunt you and darkness crowds your heart Let the light of my love shine bright
When I cry, it's for the lonely When I pray, it's for the lost and stray When I love like there's no tomorrow No more words to say, it's for you (It's for you) It's for you
Yellow Moon Composer(s): Aaron Neville; Joel Neville Performer(s): The Neville Brothers; Beau Jocque & The Zydeco Hi-Rollers; Tom Lepson
Yellow moon, yellow moon why you keep peeping in my window? Do you know something I don't know? Did you see my baby walking down the railroad tracks? You can tell me if the girls ever coming back
Is she hid out with another or is she trying to get back home? Is she wrapped up in some other's arms? Or is the girl somewhere all alone? Can you see if she is missing me, or is she having a real good time? Has she forgotten all about or is the girl still mine all mine?
Chorus: With your eye so big a shiney You can see the whole damn land Yellow moon can you tell me If the girl's with another man?
Refrain: Oh yellow moon have you seen that creole woman You can tell me Now ain't you a friend of mine
Stouthearted Men Composer(s): Sigmund Romberg - Frank Mandel - Laurence Schwab - Oscar Hammerstein II Performer(s): Nelson Eddy and multiple other artists
You who have dreams, if you act they will come true To turn your dreams to a fact, it's up to you If you have the soul and the spirit Never fear it, you'll see it thru Hearts can inspire, other hearts with their fire For the strong obey when a strong man shows them the way
Give me some men who are stout-hearted men Who will fight, for the right they adore Start me with ten who are stout-hearted men And I'll soon give you ten thousand more Shoulder to shoulder and bolder and bolder They grow as they go to the fore Then there's nothing in the world can halt or mar a plan When stout-hearted men can stick together man to man
Give me some men who are stout-hearted men Who will fight, for the right they adore Start me with ten who are stout-hearted men And I'll soon give you ten thousand more Shoulder to shoulder and bolder and bolder They grow as they go to the fore Then there's nothing in the world can halt or mar a plan When stout-hearted men can stick together man to man
I'm gonna tell you what 's inside my soul We are so fragile, just like melting snow We've got to come to see the beauty of love And imagine, and imagine, just imagine
And we're like butterflies flying to the sun The sun will never let us look inside I believe that this'll be opened up But at the right time Heartfully just wait for it, it will come
And even if you often were so wrong And you denied the miracle's possible But you have got to see it anyway And imagine, and imagine, just imagine
And we're like butterflies flying to the sun The sun will never let us look inside I believe that this'll be opened up But at the right time Heartfully just wait for it, it will come
And we're like butterflies flying to the sun (The sun) The sun will never let us look inside (Look inside, I believe) I believe that this'll be opened up But at the right time Heartfully just wait for it And all the secrets will come, come out
Yellow Bird Composer(s): Michael Keith; Alan Bergman; Norman Luboff Performer(s): The Brothers Four; and various other artists
Yellow bird, up high in banana tree Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me Did your lady friend leave your nest again? That is very sad, makes me feel so bad You can fly away, in the sky away You're more lucky than me
I also had a pretty girl She's not with me today They're all de same, the pretty girls Take tenderness, then they fly away
Yellow bird, up high in banana tree Yellow bird, you sit all alone like me Let her fly away, in the sky away Pick a town and, soon, pick from night to noon Black and yellow, you like banana too They might pick you someday
Wish that I were a yellow bird I'd fly away with you But I am not a yellow bird So here I sit, nothin' else to do
Storybook Love Composer(s): Willy DeVille - Mark Knopfler Performer(s): Willy DeVille
Come my love, I'll tell you a tale of a boy and girl, and their love story and how he loved her oh, so much and all the charms she did possess
My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel it's as real as the feelings I feel Now this did happen once upon a time When things were not so complex And how he worshipped the ground she walked When he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed
My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel it's as real as the feelings I feel Now this did happen once upon a time When things were not so complex And how he worshipped the ground she walked When he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed
This love was stronger than the powers so dark A prince could have within his keeping His spells to weave and steal a heart Within her breast, but only sleeping
My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel it's as real as the feelings I feel Now this did happen once upon a time When things were not so complex And how he worshipped the ground she walked When he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed
He said, "Don't you know I love you oh, so much And lay my heart at the foot of your dress? "She said, "Don't you know that storybook loves Always have a happy ending?" Then he swooped her up, just like in the books And on his stallion they rode away
My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel My love is like a storybook story But it's as real as the feelings I feel it's as real as the feelings I feel Now this did happen once upon a time When things were not so complex And how he worshipped the ground she walked When he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed
Yell Help / Wednesday Night / Ugly (Medley) Composer(s): Elton John; Davey Johnstone; Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John
Yell help, too many cooks and a bird in the bush
yell help Yell help, if your mirror busts and your cat gets cussed, yell help `Cause down the road you find someone else who's looking Down the road you find another sweet lady cooking So I gotta yell help
Yell help, some shelter from the storm like the travel agent warned Yell help, if you can help your superstitions they gonna keep you warm `Cause down the road you find someone else who's looking Down the road you seen another sweet lady cooking So I gotta yell help
I wish tonight wasn't Wednesday night I wish it wasn't the thirteenth of July, yell help And you're looking at the guy whose eyes can't deny That he wishes he were somewhere else tonight
Well I met this woman down in New Orleans Lord she built just like a dream Even wore stockings that had seams And she was ugly
Now hell I don't mind women of her kind I'll even pay sometimes for a woman that's ugly
She built like a steamroller Just the kind to mow you over anytime Hey the moment might arrive
On Bourbon Street Well the ugliest woman you'll ever meet But she's mine all mine and she's ugly So I better yell help