Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Los Enigmas Composer(s): Jorge Luis Borges - Pedro Aznar Performer(s): Rocio Faks
Yo que soy el que ahora está cantando Seré mañana el misterioso, el muerto El morador de un mágico y desierto Orbe sin antes ni después ni cuándo Así afirma la mística Me creo Indigno del Infierno o de la Gloria Pero nada predigo Nuestra historia Cambia como las formas de Proteo ¿Qué errante laberinto, qué blancura Ciega de resplandor será mi suerte Cuando me entregue el fin de esta aventura La curiosa experiencia de la muerte? Quiero beber su cristalino Olvido Ser para siempre; pero no haber sido
Christmas Dragnet (Yulenet) Composer(s): Daws Butler - Stan Freberg - Walter Schumann Performer(s): Stan Freberg & Daws Butler
Joe: This is the season My name's Wednesday My partner's Frank Jones The Chief's name is Captain Kellogg
December the 24th, Christmas Eve They brought in a guy named 'Grudge' When I heard what they booked him on, my blood ran cold It was a 4096325- 096704: not believing in Santa Claus
4:35 p.m. I was working the holiday watch out of homicide with Frank
Frank: "Hang up your stocking yet, Joe?"
Joe: "Yeah, just before I come down You too Frank?"
Frank: "Always do Hung it up early just in case I have to work late tonight Wouldn't wanna miss out on when Santa Claus comes you know"
Joe: "Sure wouldn't, be a shame"
Frank: "Whatcha gonna do tomorrow, Joe? Whatcha gonna do on Christmas, you got any plans?"
Joe: "Nothin' much"
Frank: "Why don't you come by the house Joe? We're gonna have Christmas dinner You know, all the trimmings: turkey, celery stuffing, oysters maybe Chestnuts, all the trimmings, you know Cranberry sauce, love'ta have ya The Missus always fixes a plate of relish with them little carrot sticks You know, olives, pickles, scallions Most people call them green onions, but they're really scallions Did you ever notice that Joe?"
Joe: "Notice what Frank?"
Frank: "How most people call them green onions but they're really scallions"
Joe: "Uh-huh Scallions"
Frank: "Anytime after two, Joe Love ta have ya."
Joe: "Uh-huh Well I'll see"
Frank: "Love ta have ya"
Joe: "Uh-huh Well, I'll see"
Frank: "Love ta have ya"
Joe: "Uh-huh Well, I'll see"
Frank: "Missus always fixes a plate of relish with them little carrot sticks You know - olives, pickles, scallions"
Los Ejes De Mi Carreta Performer(s): Atahualpa Yupanqui
Porque no engraso los ejes me llaman abandonao ... Si a mí me gusta que suenen ¿pa' qué los quiero engrasaos? Es demasiado aburrido seguir y seguir la huella demasiao largo el camino sin nada que me entretenga
No necesito silencio yo no tengo en qué pensar Tenía, pero hace tiempo ahura ya no pienso más
Los ejes de mi carreta nunca los voy a engrasar ...
Ahora, Ahora ((aka Ahora (by Raphael) - 1980; Ahora, Ahora (by Yolandita Monge - 1987)) ((Adapted from: Ancora Ancora Ancora (by Mina) - 1978)) Composer(s): Cristiano Malgioglio - Giampietro Felisatti - Jose Manuel Navarro Performer(s): Mónica Naranjo - 2000
Desnudarme poco a poco Encenderte si te toco, sí Nos miramos al espejo Me haces daño Y no me quejo, no
La humedad en tu mirada Tiernamente derramada, sí Tu lamento y mi lamento Vuelan juntos en el mismo momento Porque
Lo que quiero ahora Es tu cuerpo ahora Ser su dueño ahora Ser su esclavo ahora Y atarlo ahora Y adorarlo ahora Parar el tiempo ahora Y acariciarlo ahora
Ah!, ah!, ah!, ah!
Entregar el cuerpo abierto Por el vientre sentir tu aliento, sí Como inunda el mar la roca Ven y lame la miel de mi boca Porque
Yo te quiero ahora Con la boca ahora Con la mano ahora Con la carne ahora Es urgente ahora Embriagarme ahora Perder el punto ahora Y derramarme ahora
Los Días Por Vivir Composer(s): Fabián Gallardo Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Es difícil ver la realidad cuando las penas nos hacen mal confundimos el dolor con la poesía y la calle nos lastima al caminar Buscás pedacitos de aquel cielo y no encontrás más que tu ventana ya la luna se dibuja un sol de enero ya no hay tiempo que dé para llorar Adonde vas, canta el corazón los días que vendrán, que quedan por vivir y si el dolor te tira para atrás te podés levantar, podés vivir Una madrugada en el balcón te acompaña sin pedir perdón las ventanas van llamando a la mañana y se ríen en el rojo de este sol Un poco de luces y un papel me ayudan a ver decir la piel Yo te canto para siempre para que cantemos juntos esta vez
Better Than Anything Composer(s): William Loughbrough - David "Buck" Wheat Performer(s): Irene Kral and multiple other artists
Better than sailing at midnight Better than diving for pearls Better than skiing at Aspen Better than feeding the squirrels
Better than finding a horseshoe Better than losing your head Better than anything thought of Better than anything said
Better than singing right out loud Or being spotted in a crowd Better than anything Except being in love!
Better than cream cheese on celery Better than, mmm, honey on bread Better than french-fried potatoes Better than, aah, breakfast in bed
Better than strawberry shortcake Better than chocolate eclairs Better than hothouse tomatoes Better than fresh bartlett pears
Better than dining a la carte Or sampling gastronomic art Better than anything Except being in love!
Better than "April In Paris" Better than "Memphis In June" Better than "Autumn In New York" Better than "Old Avalune"
Better than "Drifting And Dreaming" Better than "Castles In Spain" Better than "Smoke Rings" or "Stardust" Better than "September Rain"
Better than "Dancing In The Dark" Or "Once More James Around The Park" Better than anything Except being in love! Better than anything Except being in love! Better than anything Except being in love!
Ahora ((aka Ahora, Ahora (by Yolandita Monge) - 1987; Ahora, Ahora (by Mónica Naranjo) - 2000)) ((Adapted from: Ancora Ancora Ancora (by Mina) - 1978)) Composer(s): Cristiano Malgioglio - Giampietro Felisatti - José Luis Perales Performer(s): Raphael - 1980
Me pregunto si te quiero Y mi boca te esta diciendo si Si decido al fin perderte La respuesta es simplemente no
Tus caricias eran mias En tus noches me dormia asi El amor que ayer creamos Se escapo de nuestras manos ¿por que?
Si yo te quiero ahora Quiero tu boca ahora Quiero tus manos ahora Y abrazarte ahora Y amarte ahora Y sentirte ahora O morirme ahora Porque te amo ahora
Amanece lentamente Y te sueño dulcemente, si Tu recuerdo esta conmigo Y tu amor esta perdido ¿por que?
Los Días De Actemio Composer(s): Lito Nebbia Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto; Los Gatos
¿A dónde caerás esta noche? Muy lejos, muy lejos, tal vez ¿Qué tren pasará a cargar tu tristeza? Ninguno, ninguno, tal vez Tú eres como el tiempo jamás vuelves a un mismo lugar pero a veces vuelves, vuelves, vuelves Tú eres como el tiempo jamás vuelves a un mismo lugar pero a veces vuelves, vuelves, vuelves Tú eres como el tiempo jamás vuelves a un mismo lugar pero a veces vuelves, vuelves, vuelves Tú eres como el tiempo jamás vuelves a un mismo lugar pero a veces vuelves, vuelves, vuelves
Ahora Si, Ahora No Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Ana Belén
Fue toda una vida entre muerto y muerto intentando respirar toda una vida que nos fueron matando haciéndonos callar Qué difícil es ahora cuando ya es al fin la hora y el lugar fin y principio son una misma cosa y es cosa de empezar
Ahora si, ahora no ahora es un instante dentro de un reloj Ahora sí, ahora no mañana es tarde, hoy es pronto y ayer pasó
A las frases hechas y palabras grandes que prometen libertad hay que temer como se teme al espejo que oculta una mitad Son quizá los años que no en vano pasan desnudando la verdad quienes avisan que muere la revuelta cuando es mayor de edad
Ahora si, ahora no ahora es un instante dentro de un reloj Ahora sí, ahora no mañana es tarde, hoy es pronto y ayer pasó
Superstition ((French Version: Superstition (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1974)) Composer(s): Stevie Wonder First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
Very superstitious, writings on the wall Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past
When you believe in things that you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way
Very superstitious, wash your face and hands Rid me of the problem, do all that you can Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong
You don't wanna save me, sad is my song When you believe in things that you don't understand Then you suffer
Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh
Very superstitious, nothin' more to say Very superstitious, the devil's on his way Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past
When you believe in things that you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no
Los Chicos No Lloran Composer(s): M. Grilli - Miguel Bosé Performer(s): Miguel Bosé; David Summers
Con un canalla como yo y un corazon en paro bastaría? por que estoy loco y es mas estoy loco y me aguanto
Con un canalla como yo y un pasaporte al Congo quien no iría? si buscas chico formal buscate uno mas alto
Y otro pecado capital ... qué será?
Es mi vida no quiero cambiar los chicos no lloran sólo pueden soñar es mi vida no quiero cambiar los chicos no lloran tienen que pelear es mi vida ah! es mi vida ah!
Con un canalla como yo un oficial con mucha artillería hey! que sería de ti? hey! qué dices encanto?
Y otro pecado capital ... qué será?
Y bailaremos eh? y bailaremos eh?
Es mi vida no quiero cambiar los chicos no lloran sólo pueden soñar es mi vida no quiero cambiar los chicos no lloran tienen que pelear es mi vida ah! es mi vida ah!
A-Hunting We Will Go (Traditional) Performer(s): Deborah Conant-Henson
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go We'll catch a fox and put him in a box And then we'll let him go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go We'll catch a fish and put him on a dish And then we'll let him go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go We'll catch a bear and cut his hair And then we'll let him go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go We'll catch a pig and dance a little jig And then we'll let him go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go We'll catch a giraffe and make him laugh And then we'll let him go
Superstar Woman Composer(s): Paul Rodgers Performer(s): Bad Company
Well my baby, she's a superstar She's got diamond fingers Drives a super car When I see you burnin' down the highway Driving everybody insane And I ask you, are you going my way Don't you want to know my name I say, baby give me one little chance To show you that I can romance Baby give me one little chance To dance with you
Well my baby, baby She's a man-eater And she's mine, all mine
Life couldn't be sweeter When I see you on a TV programme You're driving me insane
Then I hear you on a radio I'm Going to get you some day Baby give me one little chance To show you that I can romance Baby give me one little chance To dance with you Now when I'm lonely, she comes to me And when I'm tied down She set me free, she set me free
Baby give me one little chance To show you that I can romance Baby give me one big chance To dance with you
Oh my baby, she's a man eater, yeah And she's mine, all mine Life couldn't be sweeter yeah, yeah, yeah When I see you burnin' down the highway Driving everybody insane And I ask you are you going my way Don't you want to know my name, I said Baby give me one little chance, right now To show you that I can romance Baby give me one little chance To dance with you, I want to dance with you And when I'm lonely, she comes to me And when I'm tied down, she set me free She set me free, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, I'm dreaming Oh, oh, I'm sleeping I want to get you baby Oh, oh, oh, get you baby I'm going to get you baby Hey hey, hey, hey Going to get you baby, yeah, yeah
Los Chicos De La Calle Composer(s): Pedro Aznar Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
Los chicos de la calle dónde viven, nadie sabe sus historias nunca nadie guardará con el viento volarán
Los chicos de la calle se imaginan desde el márgen que en el centro de la hoja alguien podrá escribir "felicidad"
Andando entre los autos nadie acierta con su edad Sus ojos, piedra como la ciudad
Los chicos de la calle no eligieron lo que hacen ni el futuro les permitirá elegir quiénes ser o adónde ir
Andando entre los autos lo que esperan no es piedad apenas enfrentar un día más Los chicos de la calle dignidad en rotos trajes pobre dios en carne viva y sin altar no los baja de su cruz sólo rezar
Los chicos de la calle no tendrán adulto el talle más de veinte casi nadie cumplirá rara vez algunos más
Los chicos de la calle son un grito aunque los callen ya son tantos que serían un país donde nadie fue feliz
Los chicos de la calle dignidad en rotos trajes pobre dios en carne viva y sin altar no los baja de su cruz sólo rezar no los libra de su cruz sólo rezar no los salva de su cruz sólo rezar
Ai Garimasu (There Is Love) Composer(s): Grace Slick Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane & Jefferson Starship
Ai child you are timeless and I love you Child that I see And I see you tryin' to lean towards kindness Now that's what I like to see
That's what I like to see I want to see your love And I want to feel I want to feel your love
Ai Garimasu, sometimes loving in the rain Some feel like steel, some taste like candy Ai Garimasu, the same in any language The same in any name Call it what you feel Call it whatever's handy We don't have to know the name We don't have to have the same name We don't have to have any name at all All 'cause you gave me your love And now I know just exactly who to call
That's what I like to see I like to see your love And I want to feel I want to feel your love
We don't have to know the name We don't have to have the same name We don't have to have any name at all ('Cause you gave me your love And now I know just exactly who to call
Superstar - 1970 ((aka Jesus Christ Superstar (by The Les Humphries Singers - 1973)) ((Italian Version: Superstar (by Flora Fauna Cemento) - 1970)) Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Tim Rice First release by: Murray Head - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
Every time I look at you I don't understand Why you let the things you did Get so out of hand You'd have managed better If you'd had it planned Now why'd you choose such a backward time And such a strange land?
If you'd come today You could have reached the whole nation Israel in 4 BC had no mass communication
Don't you get me wrong (Don't you get me wrong) Don't you get me wrong (Don't you get me wrong) Don't you get me wrong (Don't you get me wrong) Don't you get me wrong (Don't you get me wrong)
Only want to know (Only want to know) Only want to know (Only want to know) Only want to know (Only want to know) Only want to know (Only want to know)
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ Who are you? What have you sacrificed? Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ Who are you? What have you sacrificed? Jesus Christ, Superstar Do you think you're what they say you are? Jesus Christ, Superstar Do you think you're what they say you are?
Tell me what you think About your friends at the top Now who d'you think besides yourself Was the pick of the crop? Buddah was he where it's at? Is he where you are? Could Muhammmed move a mountain Or was that just PR? Did you mean to die like that? Was that a mistake or Did you know your messy death Would be a record breaker?
(Don't you get me wrong) Don't you get me wrong (Don't you get me wrong, now) Don't you get me wrong (Don't you get me wrong) Don't you get me wrong (Don't you get me wrong, now) Don't you get me wrong
(Only want to know) Only want to know (Only want to know, now) Only want to know (Only want to know) Only want to know (Only want to know, now) I only want to know
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ Who are you? What have you sacrificed? Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ Who are you? What have you sacrificed? Jesus Christ, Superstar Do you think you're what they say you are? Jesus Christ, Superstar
Los Chacareros De Dragones Composer(s): D.A.R. Performer(s): León Gieco
Alla donde todo aquel septiembre no alcanzo para llevarse la tempestad Alla donde mil poesias gritaron cuando le cortaron al poeta sus manos Uy, uy, uy si hasta el condor lloro
Alla donde muchos pensamientos no tienen palabras ni gritos ni silencios Alla donde quedo estrellada la raiz de un pueblo con sus profetas muertos Uy, uy, uy si hasta el condor lloro
