Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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A Walkin' Miracle Composer(s): Hugo Peretti - Adam Levy - Luigi Creatore - George David Weiss Performer(s): The Essex
(Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh)
Did you ever see starlight come rushing from the sky Heading for home in the stars in someone's eyes? Uh-huh-huh, That's my baby, talkin' 'bout my baby And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle. (Ooh, ooh) He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh)
Did you ever see sunshine come pourin' out of space Just to be part of the smile on someone's face? Uh-huh-huh, That's my baby, talkin' 'bout my baby And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh) He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh)
And you should see cherries do flips, oh yeah When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh yeah And I know how happy his clothes must be, 'Cause that's how I feel when he's close to me (Close to me)
Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell Kooky nd crazy like Romeo himself Uh-huh-huh, that's my baby, Talkin' 'bout my baby And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh) He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh) He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh)
And you should see cherries do flips, oh yeah When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh yeah And I know how happy his clothes must be 'Cause that's how I feel when he's close to me (Close to me)
Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell Kooky nd crazy like Romeo himself Uh-huh-huh, that's my baby, Talkin' 'bout my baby And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh) He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh) He's a walkin' miracle (Ooh, ooh)
Wat Geweest Is, Is Geweest Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Iedere nieuwe lente Is alles nieuw voor mij Want de winter is dood Het oud jaar is voorbij Ik voel het nieuwe licht Ik verander van gedachten Ik volg een nieuwe liefde Ik verander van gezicht
refr.: En ik vergeet, ik vergeet wat is geweest En ik vergeet, ik vergeet wat is geweest Want wat geweest is is geweest
Maar in de nacht van het oud jaar Wacht de zeis van de kritiek En ik schaam me voor mezelf Ik vernietig mijn muziek Ik volgde weer het verkeerde spoor Ik heb opnieuw teveel gewaagd Ik heb weer niets gegeven En veel te veel gevraagd
refr.
Eens komt de tijd Dat het niet meer hoeft voor mij Want de lente is dood Het nieuw jaar is voorbij Ik voel hetzelfde licht Maar het zal niets meer veranderen Ik volg mijn oude liefde En ik denk aan haar gezicht
En ik neem mee, ik neem mee wat is geweest En ik neem mee, ik neem mee wat is geweest Maar wat geweest is, is geweest
Dan zal ik zitten bij het vuur En soms voel ik mij alleen Dan zing ik mijn oude lied Voor de kinderen om mij heen Ze luisteren stil en spelen door En kijken mij onzeker aan Maar ik zal voor ze zingen Totdat we slapen gaan
A Walk In The Black Forest (aka I Walk With You) ((Adapted from: Eine Schwarzwaldfahrt (by Horst Jankowski)) Composer(s): Horst Jankowski Performer(s): Horst Jankowski and multiple other artists
The trees join hands and say, "Hello" And suddenly ev'rywhere we go The sun beams through in fun
The leaves form patterns like a heart And whisper forever "Never part" Be true, 'cause I love you
Shadows write words of love across our path Birds sing "How lucky those whose love just grows together"
Blades of grass stand on and on And chatter together in a calm That's green and so serene A mem'ry of our walk of love
In a dream, a stream goes by Reflecting a message from the sky above And here and there we look around To see other lovers who have found their way
Crickets tap out their symphony in code Rabbits Run helter skelter finding shelter here
And flowers swaying in the breeze Look up to the branches of the trees And sing as birds take wing All this is true 'cause I love you
A Voz Do Dono E O Dono Da Voz Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Até quem sabe a voz do dono Gostava do dono da voz Casal igual a nós, de entrega e de abandono De guerra e paz, contras e prós
Fizeram bodas de acetato - de fato Assim como os nossos avós O dono prensa a voz, a voz resulta um prato Que gira para todos nós
O dono andava com outras doses A voz era de um dono só Deus deu ao dono os dentes, Deus deu ao dono as nozes Às vozes só deu seu dó
Porém a voz ficou cansada após Cem anos fazendo a santa Sonhou se desatar de tantos nós Nas cordas de outra garganta A louca escorregava nos lencóis Chegou a sonhar amantes E, rouca, regalar os seus bemóis Em troca de alguns brilhantes
Enfim, a voz firmou contrato E foi morar com novo algoz Queria-se pensar, queria ser um prato Girar e se esquecer, veloz
Foi revelada na assembléia - atéia Aquela situação atroz A voz foi infiel trocando de traquéia E o dono foi perdendo a voz
E o dono foi perdendo a linha - que tinha E foi pedendo a luz e além E disse: Minha voz, se vós não sereis minha Vós não sereis de mais ninguém
Wasted Words Composer(s): Gregg Allman Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band
Can you tell me, tell me, friend just exactly where I've been? Is that so much to ask? I'll pay you back no matter what the task You seem really sure 'bout something I don't know take that load off, looks like chest's about to go Your wasted words already been heard, are you really God, yes or no?
Well, all day and half the night you're walkin' round lookin' such a fright Is it me or is it you? I'd make a wager and I'd hope you lose Time's gone, looks like Rome is 'bout to fall Next time take the elevator, please don't crawl Your wasted words so absurd, are you really Satan, yes or no?
Well, I ain't no saint and you sure as hell ain't no savior Every other Christmas I would practice good behavior That was then, this is now, don't ask me to be Mister Clean 'cause baby, I don't know how Ring my phone 'bout ten more times, we will see find that broke down line and let it be Your wasted words wiill never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on TV
Weekday soap-box speciality, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout now By the way, this song's for you, sincerely, me
À Vot' Bon Coeur Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Je n'ai pas d'auto Je n'ai pas de vélo Les trams sont en grève Et je dois aller Voir ma petite poupée Et les heures sont brèves Y'a déjà trois heures Que je ballade mon coeur Le long des boulevards Pour mieux me faire voir Par les conducteurs J'agite un mouchoir
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur À vot' bon coeur Monsieur Voyez mes fleurs Monsieur Elles vont s'faner Monsieur À vot' bon coeur Monsieur À vot' bon coeur Monsieur Je vous en prie Monsieur Ne me laissez pas sur le carreau! Ah voilà enfin l'homme Qui mettra fin à cette marche forcée Cet homme est un saint Ce n'est pas en vain Que j'aurais prié Ah! maudit soit-il Ce n'était qu'un fil Qui s'est détaché Une panne de moteur Et le joli coeur Voudrait me faire pousser
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur À vot' bon coeur Monsieur Poussez un peu Monsieur Et vous monterez Monsieur Voilà, voilà, Monsieur Mais ne partez pas Monsieur Attendez-moi Monsieur Et me voilà le bec dans l'eau!
Ca c'est un peu fort C'est un coup du sort Y a de quoi râler Tant pis si je suis mort Mais je battrai les records De la marche à pied!
Wasted On The Way Composer(s): Graham Nash Performer(s): Crosby, Stills & Nash; The Hollies; Makaha Sons of Ni'ihau; Manoa DNA
Look around me, I can see my life before me running rings around the way it used to be I am older now, I have more than what I wanted but I wish that I had started long before I did And there's so much time to make up everywhere you turn time we have wasted on the way So much water moving underneath the bridge, let the water come and carry us away
Oh, when you were young, did you question all the answers? Did you envy all the dancers who had all the nerve? Look round you now, you must go for what you wanted Look at all my friends who did and got what they deserved And there's so much time to make up everywhere you turn time we have wasted on the way So much water moving underneath the bridge, let the water come and carry us away And there's so much love to make up everywhere you turn love we have wasted on the way So much water moving underneath the bridge, let the water come and carry us away Let the water come and carry us away
À Votre Avis Composer(s): Michel Berger Performer(s): France Gall
Je téléphone à une amie Pour qu'elle se penche sur ma vie Et que je laisse à son avis Je ne sais plus ce que j'ai dit Et je durci ma loi de lui Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis? Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis?
Mais j'ai besoin de lui Comme il a besoin de moi Je peux tout xxxxxx Et que peut-il sans moi? Puisqu'il a besoin de moi
Je parle aux arbres des chemins Je leur demande mon destin Est-ce que je l'aime à leur avis Et son absence me fait peur Me fait découvrir la douleur Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis? Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis?
Mais j'ai besoin de lui Comme il a besoin de moi Je peux tout xxxxxxxx Et que peut-il sans moi? Puisqu'il a besoin de moi Et que peut-il sans moi? Puisqu'il a besoin de moi De moi
Wassail Song
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Alfred Deller
and multiple other artists
Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green
Here we come a wand'ring
So fair to be seen
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
We are not daily beggars
Who beg from door to door
But we are neighbor's children
Whom you have seen before
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
We have a little purse
Made of ratching leather skin
We want some of your small change
To line it well within
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
God bless the Master of this house
Likewise the Mistress too
And all the little children
That round the table go
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
A Voice In The Wilderness Composer(s): Bunny Lewis - Norrie Paramor Performer(s): Cliff Richard; The Hunters
My heart was so heavy with longing for you My arms were so lonely, lonesome and blue Alone in my sorrow, I heard a voice cry A voice in the wilderness, a voice from the sky
Have faith in your darling, the voice seemed to say Be true to her memory, she'll come back some day And though there was no-one, nobody to see A voice in the wilderness brought comfort to me
We had a quarrel, I was unkind Why did you leave me, love made me blind My darling forgive me, I yearn for your touch Have pity, come back now, I need you so much Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above The voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above A voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love. My heart was so heavy with longing for you My arms were so lonely, lonesome and blue Alone in my sorrow, I heard a voice cry A voice in the wilderness, a voice from the sky
Have faith in your darling, the voice seemed to say Be true to her memory, she'll come back some day And though there was no-one, nobody to see A voice in the wilderness brought comfort to me
We had a quarrel, I was unkind Why did you leave me, love made me blind My darling forgive me, I yearn for your touch Have pity, come back now, I need you so much Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above The voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above A voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Wasp Man Composer(s): Keith Moon Performer(s): The Who
Sting sting ha ha Bzzzzzzzz Sting sting Bzzzzzzzz Wasp man, you're gonna get buzzed Wasp man, you're gonna get stung Sting Wasp man, you're gonna get stung Sting, sting Wasp man Sting, sting, sting Sting, sting, sting Wasp man, gonna get buzzed Wasp man, buzz Wasp man, you're gonna get stung Sting, sting, sting Wasp man, get on runnin Sting, sting, sting Bzzzzzzzz Sting, sting, sting Bzzzzzzzz Sting, sting, sting
A Voice For Peace Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
You know that everybody has a voice And how they use it is their own free choice In your glory I will not rejoice If you choose the ways of war If you choose the ways of war Ashes to ashes and dust to dust My country 'tis of thee; in God we trust But how much longer will He shelter us While we choose the ways of war While the winds of war rage on
Let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Let it start here with me--oh let mine be a voice for peace The good book tells us thou shalt not kill The truth came shining and it's shining still But how much blood upon this earth must spill Before we lay our weapons down Let us lay our weapons down
Let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Let it start here with me, oh let mine be a voice And in the face of the beast, oh let mine be a voice Until the breaths in me cease, oh let mine be a voice for peace Let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace Raise your voice up, raise your voice up Raise your voice up and sing for the promise
Wasn't That A Party? Composer(s): Tom Paxton Performer(s): Tom Paxton; and various other artists
Could-a been the whisky, might-a been the gin Could-a been the three or four six packs, I don't know But won't you look at the mess I'm in? A head like a football, I think I'm going to die But tell me, a-me oh, me oh my Wasn't that a Party?
Someone took a grapefruit, wore it like a hat I saw someone under my kitchen table, talking to an old tomcat They were talking about football The cat was talking back Along about then everything went black Wasn't that a party
It sure it's just my memory Playing tricks on me but I believe I saw my buddy Sittin' up in my neighbours tree
He was singin' a folk song Sounded pretty good Woulda sounded better if his wife hadn't made such a racket Choppin' up my neighbor's wood It coulda been his wood pile It mighta been his door I know she musta got three or four But wasn't that a party?
Bill, and Joe and Tommy Went a little far They were sitting in the front yard Blowing on the siren Of somebody's police car
And so you see Your Honour It was all in fun That little bitty track meet down on main street Was just to see if the cops could run Well they run us down to see you In an alcoholic haze And I sure can use those thirty days But wasn't that a party?
Nunca he creído en formulas ni en mensajes me gusta más jugar a la contradicción contra mí mismo voy a hacer una excepción intentaré ser más directo en el lenguaje en esta canción
A vivir, a vivir que la vida no es medida ni porvenir A vivir, a vivir que este mundo fue un segundo del devenir
Si he sido críptico y poco claro en los versos entono un mea culpa y suplico perdón por ser ambiguo y aumentar la confusión al proponer que la Razón del Universo no es una ecuación
A vivir, a vivir que la vida no es medida ni porvenir A vivir, a vivir que este mundo fue un segundo del devenir
Después de tanta palabra con doble filo y de lecturas triples en cada renglón de esta escritura no se saca una lección para que el estratega duerma bien tranquilo con su solución
A vivir, a vivir que la vida no es medida ni porvenir A vivir, a vivir que este mundo fue un segundo del devenir
Wasn't It Romantic? Composer(s): Hugh Martin; Marshall Barer Performer(s): Michael Feinstein
Though the world has grown cold We can banish the chill We can order the present to vanish at will We can darken the room we can start the machine And from here in the gloom as we gaze at the screen We can step into yesterday still We can step into yesterday still
Ohh wasn't it romantic All storybook & song You fragile as a snowflake I resolute & strong How lovely the glow that I recall How lovely, to know that love was all White willows in the moonlight Bright silver in the street Ohh did it really happen Or was it just a dream? No matter I still await The moment when I will know romance again
Isn't it romantic Ohh wasn't it romantic Music in the night All storybook & song A dream that can be heard Isn't it romantic You fragile as a snowflake Moving shadows write I resolute & strong The oldest magic word How lovely the glow that I recall I hear the breezes playing In the trees above How lovely, to know that love was all While all the world is saying you were meant for love
Isn't it romantic White willows in the moonlight Merely to be young Bright silver in the street on such a night as this Isn't it romantic Ohh did it really happen Every note that's sung Or was it just a dream? Is like a lover's kiss No matter I still await Sweet symbols in the moonlight The moment when Do you mean that I will fall in love perchance? I will know romance again Isn't it romance Wasn't it romance
