Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Al Escuchar Mi Acordeón ((French & German Versions: Mais Il Y A L'accordéon (Dalida); Doch Einer Spielt Akkordeon (Dalida)) Composer(s): Johnny Rech - Don Diego Performer(s): Dalida
Yo sé nuestro mundo es una obsesión Yo sé que la guerra es una invención Y que la tierra rueda como un balón Y que el hombre no frena su ambición Yo sé nuestro mundo es todo ficción Y que el cielo es una constelación Que sea rosa o azul como la ilusión Que la tierra es roja como la pasión
Pero al oír mi acordeón Con su cantar mi acordeón Me hace soñar mi acordeón Me hace latir el corazón Al escuchar mi acordeón Me hace soñar mi acordeón Al recordar con emoción Mi dulce Francia
Porqué los senderos que sigue el amor Porqué van sembrados de llanto y dolor Y al girar la rueda de tu destino La felicidad no cruza tu camino
Pero al oír mi acordeón Con su cantar mi acordeón Me hace soñar mi acordeón Me hace latir el corazón Al escuchar mi acordeón Me hace soñar mi acordeón Al recordar con emoción Mi dulce Francia
En un cafetín del viejo Montmartre Allí encontré un viejo pintor Y también artistas hablando de su arte Y en el mostrador un poeta soñador
Y en un rincón mi acordeón Con su cantar mi acordeón Me hace soñar mi acordeón Me hace latir el corazón Al escuchar mi acordeón Me hace soñar mi acordeón Al recordar con emoción Mi dulce Francia
When You Are A King Composer(s): Roger Hill; Johnny Hill Performer(s): White Plains; Jackie Lee
Parting in your hair, it's hardly ever there Wash your face Shabby in your dress, always look a mess Don't you care? Mummy's there to see you always look your best Change your dirty vest
When you grow to be a king Never do a thing Four and twenty blackbirds sing along Royal gifts they all will bring When you are a king Everywhere you go, people bowing low Carriages to take you anywhere Feet won't ever touch a thing When you are a king
Tore your shirt again, fighting in the rain With whats-his-name Shoe-black on your face, you're really a disgrace Mummy smiles and all the while Because she loves you She will worry so And if you're good you know
That when you grow to be a king Never do a thing Four and twenty blackbirds sing along Royal gifts they all will bring When you are a king Everywhere you go, people bowing low Carriages to take you anywhere Feet won't ever touch a thing When you are a king
When you are a king Never do a thing Four and twenty blackbirds sing along Royal gifts they all will bring When you are a king. Everywhere you go, people bowing low Carriages to take you anywhere Feet won't ever touch a thing When you are a king
When Yankee Doodle Learns To "Parlez Vous Français"
When Yankee Doodle Learns To "Parlez Vous Français" Composer(s): Will Hart; Ed. Nelson
When Yankee Doodle came to Paris town Upon his face he wore a little frown To those he'd meet upon the street he couldn't speak a word To find a Miss that he could kiss it seemed to be absurd But if this Yankee should stay there awhile Upon his face you're bound to see a smile
Soon Yankee Doodle he left Paris town Upon his face there was a coat of brown For every man of Uncle Sam was fighting in a trench Between each shell, they learned quite well to speak a little French When Yankee Doodle gets back to Paree He'll break a million hearts take it from me
When Yankee Doodle learns to Parlez vous Français Parlez vous Français, in the proper way He will call each girlie "Ma Chérie" To every Miss that wants a kiss he'll say Wee, Wee On Ze Be, On Ze Bou, On Ze Boule, Boulevard With a girl, with a curl, you can see him promenade When Yankee Doodle learns to Parlez vous Français "Oo La La, Sweet Papa" he will teach them all to say
Hoy, al cabo del mar, quisiera saber qué hiciste la noche en que no vi tu mano qué hicieron tus libros y tu último espejo qué hizo tu cuerpo soñado, cuando ya no estuve abriéndote luces de cientos de estrellas en cada palabra de amor descubierta hacia ti
Qué cosa dijiste la última noche al nuevo silencio posado en tu almohada Aprende a llevarme que aún voy doblado por ti
Hoy, al cabo del mar, quisiera saber qué píldora estuvo colmando tu sueño qué filo cortó tu deseo de nombrarme qué ala pensaste encontrar para alzar tanto peso y hacerlo tan fácil, como si mi abrazo se fuera a romper con volar
Hay tanto recuerdo, hay tanto y con alas -alas que nos siguen al cielo, a la muerte Aprende a llevarme que aún voy doblado por ti
Hoy, al cabo del mar, quisiera saber si fue casualmente que hallaste al amigo que toda una tarde te vio recordando y así me lo dijo con voz de verdugo sublime haciendo de un día de sol día de tumbas maldita canción que olvidar
Así quedó roto, por cuatro palabras el ancho escondite que usé para huirte Aprende a llevarme que aún voy doblado por ti
Hoy, al cabo del mar, no hay nada que hacer con esta distancia sin tiempo y espacio con esta distancia tenaz, siempre cerca con esta distancia de los pensamientos furiosos tuyos, carniceros, que nunca reposan que incendian las olas a golpes de viento y canción
Ya no hay nada que hagamos que pueda alejarnos de la piel crecida entre nuestros cuerpos Aprende a llevarme que aún voy doblado por ti
When Will You Say "I Love You"? Composer(s): Alan Fielding Performer(s): Billy Fury
You smile at me, and angels sing You speak my name and winter changes into spring But theres an emptiness that makes me feel so blue When will you say, I love you?
I tried so hard to make you care This life of mine was meant for you alone to share I need you close to me in everything I do When will you say, "I love you"?
Oh, I never thought that this could ever happen to me Three little words from you and you could end my misery
Oh, say those words Im longing for Then I know youll be mine until forever more And all this world will be just like a dream come true When will you say, "I love you"? I love you I love you
Akhsan Nass Composer(s): Jeff Barnel - Samir Habib - S. Jahine Performer(s): Dalida
Adina bendardesh Warana eih, Warana eih Benhaki wen farfesh Warana eih, Warana eih Neheb net'araf Warana eih Neheb netsharaf Waran eih We menein ya baladina We baladko eih Ahsan Nass
Sohag, balad el mawawil Sohag, borg el zaghalil Sohag, ya habibi ya habibi Sohag, di 'arost el Nil Sohag ya boy 'alam shaghal, yerkhaslo el mal Regala gad we heml gebal, ya baladina baladina Sohag, baladina el mawawil Sohag, borg el zaghalil
Adina bendardesh Warana eih, Warana eih Benhaki wen farfesh Warana eih, Warana eih Neheb net'araf Warana eih Neheb netsharaf Waran eih We menein ya baladina We baladko eih Ahsan Nass
'ala kobri banha ya nour 'eini Mandil habibi taraf 'eini Ba'd el foraa wel ashouaa Gama' el hawa beno we beni 'ala kobri banha ya nour 'eini Mandil habibi taraf 'eini Ba'd el foraa wel ashouaa Gama' el hawa beno we beni
'ala kobri Banha
Ha...ha...ha
Ya Isma'lia ya Isma'lia Aheb ashoufek fil maghrebeya Arkab felouka ana we habaybi Wenghani ghenoua 'alsemsemia Ah ya lalali, habibi ya lalali, ya rohi ya lalali Ya Isma'lia ya Isma'lia, Aheb ashoufek fil maghrebeya Arkab felouka ana we habaybi Wenghani ghenoua 'alsemsemia Ah ya lalali, habibi ya lalali, ya rohi ya lalali
Warana eih, Warana eih
Warana eih, Warana eih Neheb net'araf Warana eih Neheb netsharaf Waran eih We menein ya baladina We baladko eih Ahsan Nass
'al Mahala Meinein, ya Samanoudi 'al Mahala Meinein ard gedoudi 'al Mahala Meinein, ah ya shen we ren 'al Mahala Meinein, ya Samanoudi
Eskenderia Ahsan Nass 'al bahr mashia tetmakhtar Mein Sidi Beishr l'Aboul 'abass Ayouh ya 'alam 'al manzar Ayouh ya 'alam 'al mina We shoq beyetmargah bina We toltomit alf safina 'al bahr mashia betzamar Ya Raawazan hai el ged'an, hai el 'arayes wel 'ersan Mahrousa mel ens we mel gan ya helwa yom el toub el akhdar
Eskenderia Ahsan Nass 'al bahr mashia tetmakhtar Mein Sidi Beishr l'Aboul 'abass Ayouh ya 'alam 'al manzar Ama ana, ana mein Shoubra Fi Masr we weladha el te'min Zai el amar be 'eyoun samra Labsin 'eod fol we yasmin Wel nil bi yedhak we yeghani Fakerni we bi yesal 'ani Arohlo alah mestani We ganb meno ahsan nass
When Will I See You Again Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff Performer(s): The Three Degrees
Ooooo-oo, Aaaa-ah
When will I see you again When will we share precious moments Will I have to wait forever Or will I have to suffer and cry the whole night through
When will I see you again When will our hearts beat together Are we in love or just friends Is this my beginning or is this the end When will I see you again
Are we in love or just friends Is this my beginning or is this the end When will I see you again...
Aja Composer(s): Walter Carl Becker - Donald Jay Fagen First release by: Steely Dan - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Up on the hill People never stare They just don't care Chinese music under banyan trees Here at the dude ranch above the sea Aja When all my dime dancin' is through I run to you
Up on the hill They've got time to burn There's no return Double helix in the sky tonight Throw out the hardware Let's do it right Aja When all my dime dancin' is through I run to you
Up on the hill They think I'm okay Or so they say Chinese music always sets me free Angular banjoes Sound good to me Aja When all my dime dancin' is through I run to you
When Will I Be Loved? Composer(s): Phil Everly Performer(s): The Everly Brothers
Ive been made blue, Ive been lied to When will I be loved Ive been turned down, Ive been pushed round When will I be loved
When I meet a new girl that I want for mine She always breaks my heart in two, it happens every time Ive been cheated, been mistreated When will I be loved
When I meet a new girl that I want for mine She always breaks my heart in two, it happens every time Ive been cheated, been mistreated When will I be loved When will I be loved When will I be loved
Aisle Of Plenty Composer(s): Tony Banks - Phil Collins - Peter Gabriel - Steve Hackett - Mike Rutherford Performer(s): Genesis
I dont belong here, said old Tessa out loud Easy, love, theres the safe way home thankful for her fine fair discount, Tess co-operates
Still alone in o-hell-o see the deadly nightshade grow
English ribs of beef cut down to 47p lb Peek freans family assorted from 17 1/2 to 12 Fairy liquid giant - slashed from 20p to 17 1/2 Table jellys at 4p each Anchor butter down to 11p for a 1/2 Birds eye dairy cream sponge on offer this week
When We Was Fab Composer(s): George Harrison; Jeff Lynne Performer(s): George Harrison; Wendy Ip
Back then long time ago when grass was green Woke up in a daze Arrived like stangers in the night Fab - long time ago when we was fab Fab - back when income tax was all we had
Caresses fleeced you in the morning light Casualties at dawn And we did it all Fab - long time ago when we was fab Fab - you are my world you are my only love
And while you're in this world The fuzz gonna come and claim you But you mo better wise When the buzz gonna come and take you away Take you away Take you away
The microscopes that magnified the tears Studied warts and all Still the life flows on and on Fab - long time ago when we was fab Fab - but It's All Over Now Baby Blue Fab - long time ago when we was fab Fab - like this pullover you sent to me
Fab And You've Really Got A Hold Me fab - long time ago when we was fab
Airwaves Composer(s): Thomas Dolby Performer(s): Thomas Dolby
Strange how the scale forms in tiny patterns on my antenna and the Five O'clock Show, hello hello... Brooklyn is crawling with famous people I turn my vehicle beneath the river, West from South
Through the airwaves people never read the airwaves do we only feed the airwaves or stamp them out of street level? Airwaves - the dampness of the wind the airwaves - the tension of the skin the airwaves I really should have seen through the airwaves
Electric fences line our new freeway here in the half-light, the motorhomes leave knee-deep in water under a pylon how slow my heartbeat, how thin the air I'm breathing in
Control has enabled the abandoned wires again but the copper cables all rust in the acid rain that flood the subway with elements of our corrosion cabled in to me... Be in my broadcast when this is over give me your shoulder, I need a place to wait for morning. No it was nothing - some car backfiring pleased don't ask questions
When Veronica Plays The Harmonica Composer(s): Tommy Mack; Jimmy Mulcay; Mildred Mulcay Performer(s): The Mulcays; Kay Kyser
You can sail around the world to see the sights And even see the famous northern lights But strange as it may be I'm sure you will agree The greatest sight of all is by the sea
When Veronica plays the harmonica Down on the pier at Santa Monica When she gives out with Gershwin and Bach The perch and barracuda come wigglin' up to the dock The seals and haddock get aquabatic When she plays on her chromatic When she plays boogie woogie, lobsters flippity flop She even made a submarine blow it's top When Veronica plays her harmonica Down on the pier at Santa Monica
When Veronica plays the harmonica Down on the pier at Santa Monica She plays mad jive for hepcat fish She even plays a tune for a tuna that swims with a swish A big fat turtle whose name was Myrtle Shook and shivered till she broke her girlde The whale that swallowed Jonah yelled across the bay "I'll open up my mouth and let you go today To hear Veronica play her hamonica Down on the pier at Santa Monica"
A flying fish from Avalon flew out of sight For he was smoking seaweed and was high as a kite When Veronica raised the thermometer Down on the pier at Santa Monica
An oyster got so stewed at an oyster spa He stood right up and holler'd "Eat Me Eight To The Bar" When Veronica played her harmonica Down on the pier at Santa Monica
A fish was using Lifebuoy soap, she knew how he felt She never smelled a smelt that smelt like that smelt smelt So Veronica took her harmonica And left the pier at Santa Monica
Air Talk Composer(s): Yoko Ono Performer(s): Plastic Ono Band
One, two, three, four, five, six
Its sad that air is the only thing we share No matter how close we are theres always air between us Its also nice that airs something we all share No matter how far apart we are an air links us
Its sad that past is something we can never share No matter how close we are the past is between us But its also nice that without the past Wed have never known each other No matter how far apart we are it brought us together
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share Theres something very nice to have someone to care We may not share our past but we have our future to share
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear No matter how close we are its easy to despair Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care
Theres something very nice to have something to share Theres something very nice to have someone to care We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care Theres something very nice to have someone to share We may not share our language but we have the world to share
When Two Worlds Collide Composer(s): Bill Anderson; Roger Miller Performer(s): Jim Reeves
Your world was so different from mine don't you see We just couldn't be close though we tried We both reached for heavens but ours weren't the same That's what happens when two worlds collide
Your world was made up of things sweet and good My world could never fit in, wish it could Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried That's what happens when two worlds collide
Your world was made up of things sweet and good My world could never fit in, wish it could Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried That's what happens when two worlds collide
Airport Song ((Dutch Version: Airport Song (by Gerard Cox) - 1972)) Composer(s): Christopher Simpson First release by: Magna Carta
Ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Sitting in the airport lounge I'm waiting for a plane Everything is grounded For the fog is down again I should be leaving in the morning On a flight for Singapore With a guitar and a suitcase and a face In a photograph
Dozing with a coffee and a drooping cigaret And the dog eats sunday supplement And still I can't forget I should be leaving in the morning On a plane bound for the sun With a guitar and a suitcase and a face In a photograph
The hands on the clock Turn around and around Dragging past the hours 'Till the dawning of the day And the girl in information With her eyes on confirmation She's turning with a smile to break the news
I cannot quite believe it, but I thought I heard her say "The customs all have workened up, the fog is on it's way" So I'll be leaving in the morning On a plane bound for the sun With a guitar and a suitcase and a face In a photograph
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh
Yes I'll be leaving in the morning On a plane bound for the sun
When Tonight Is Just A Memory Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin; George David Weiss Performer(s): Doris Day; Perry Como; Lionel Hampton
When tonight is just a memory Our love will still be new In our hearts there'll still be melody A love song warm and true Though the world may change as time goes by We'll never change, we two When tonight is just a memory Our love will still be new
When tonight is just a memory Our love will still be new In our hearts there'll still be melody A love song warm and true Though the world may change as time goes by We'll never change, we two When tonight is just a memory Our love will still be new
