Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Treat the youths right Instead of putting up a fight 'Cause if you treat the youths right You could be sitting on a bomb
I won't go hither from the first resurrection I want my field in the second resurrection I won't go hither from the first generation I won't be real to the fifth generation
Treat the youths right Instead of giving us a fight Treat the youths right Or you'll been playin' with dynamite
Sucka treat the youths right, right, right, right Instead of putting up a fight And if you treat the youths right Or you'll been playin' with dynamite
I want protect them from the ways and bullets No, we dream through the ways and solins I want protect them from the high school students Now, we dream through the kids and violence
Llueve, tras la ventana y yo en la cama sin poder dormir Llueve, de madrugada sobre mi almohada llueve por ti Llueve, llueve, llueve sobre mi... y en mi corazón porque no estás aquí Siempre llueve, llueve Llueve... y no podré esperar el sol porque hay nubes de dolor aquí... Y en tu ventana sentirás la lluvia y no te acordarás de mí Cae la lluvia de invierno y canta en los techos sobre Madrid una canción de silencios de agua y de viento que viene a mí Llueve, llueve, llueve sobre mí
Anything For You From the show : A Dangerous Maid - 1921 Composer(s): Ira Gershwin - George Gershwin Performer(s): Vinton Freedley
I've one aim in life And that is winning you If you'll be my wife There's nothing I won't do To bring you joy, dear Yes, I'm the boy, dear Who'd do the darndest all he Could to be your Walter Raleigh
Just tell me what to do I'll more than see it through Dear, I'll do anything for you I'll buy insurance from your brother I'll even learn to like your mother With you I'll always brave The bargain sales you crave I'll be your everlasting slave And if the cook should get too frisky Although the task is rather risky You'll find that I, myself Will tell her she is through Dear, I'll do anything for you
I'll let you choose my hats And pick out my cravats You'll be my connoisseur of spats I'll even smoke cigars you buy me And always pay your bills when they eye me You'll order all you see You'll charge it C.O.D. And never hear a word from me Then what is more, dear, for good measure All your father's jokes I'll treasure I'm going to laugh at them Until I'm black-and-blue Dear, I'll do anything for you
Desde Dónde Composer(s): Horacio Guarany Performer(s): Horacio Guarany
Desde dónde el tiempo se hace macho Desde dónde las manos quedan ciegas de tanto hachar y hachar el monte ajeno Desde dónde no queda ni un solo juez o Comisario amigo Desde dónde no queda ni una lagrima que salga al alba a despertar lo humano Desde dónde la tierra es malparida que sólo da algodón que nunca abriga! Dónde los niños quedan ciegos para no ver el llanto de la madre Dónde las hembras malparen bajo un techo se sacuden la sangre y nuevamente al yugo Desde dónde La Forestal te arranca con sus garfios de hambre en hambre, el intestino Donde la boca reseca de tabaco amargo vomita el odio en cuajaron de sangre Desde allí Desde el remoto trajinar del Chaco me viene arando este canto hecho alarido!
Anyone's Daughter Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore - Ian Gillan - Roger Glover - Jon Lord - Ian Paice Performer(s): Deep Purple
Well I stood under your bedroom window throwing up a brick No one came, I threw one more, that really did the trick Your daddy came and banged my head, he said what kind of man Is this that's hanging 'round my girl? he threw me in the can You're a farmer's daughter, you're a farmer's daughter Why do I always get the kinda girl I didn't oughta get? I won't get no more eggs and water Now I've laid the farmer's daughter
Imagine I was a full-grown man and I could talk just right Could I come and see you here and do this every night? Wham! The door comes crashing down, your daddy's face all pale Says come with me you hairy bum, I'll put you in my jail You're a judge's daughter, you're a judge's daughter Why do I always get the kinda girl I didn't oughta get? Now I'm getting jail and torture 'Cos I made the judge's daughter Yes I did! It was nice!
It seems they're screaming law and order When I go with anyone's daughter
Woman I should like some peace and daddy hold your tongue I think you're gonna die of fright when I tell you what I've done I can hear your tales and lies, you say I'm dumb and scraggy But man this dumb and scraggy is your daughter's baby's daddy She's a lucky daughter, such a lucky daughter Why did I always get the kinda girl I didn't wanna get? Now I've got what I always fought for 'Cos I've married a rich man's daughter Ha! What d'ya think of that?
Anyone Who Had A Heart ((French Version: Ceux Qui Ont Un Cur (Petula Clark) - 1964)) Composer(s): Hal David - Burt Bacharach First release by: Dionne Warwick - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
Anyone who ever loved Could look at me and know that I love you Anyone who ever dreamed Could look at me and know I dream of you Knowing I love you, so
Anyone who had a heart Would take me in his arms and love me too You couldn't really have a heart And hurt me like you hurt me And be so untrue What am I to do?
Every time you go away I always say this time it's goodbye dear Loving you the way I do I take you back Without you I'd die dear Knowing I love you, so
Anyone who had a heart Would take me in his arms and love me too You couldn't really have a heart And hurt me like you hurt me And be so untrue What am I to do?
Knowing I love you, so Anyone who had a heart Would take me in his arms and love me too You couldn't really have a heart And hurt me like you hurt me And be so untrue Anyone who had a heart could love me too Anyone who had a heart would surely take me In his arms and always love me Why won't you?, yeah
Anyone who had a heart would love me too, yeah Anyone who had a heart would simply take me In his arms and always love me Why won't you?, yeah Anyone who had a heart would love me too
Descendimiento Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Arráncame la corona de espinas que por ti padezco y lávame con tus lágrimas la herida que por ti sangra en mi costado Consúmame el dolor hasta la muerte y abandóname en tus brazos, por piedad Luego, al enterrarme, hazlo en lo más profundo de tu vientre allí donde resucitar sea un delito castigado con la pena capital
Ceux Qui Ont Un Cur ((Adapted from: Anyone Who Had A Heart (Dionne Warwick) - 1963)) Composer(s): Hal David - Burt Bacharach - Ralph Bernet Performer(s): Petula Clark - 1964
À tous ceux qui ont aimé Je veux montrer à quel point je t'aime À tous ceux qui ont rêvé Je veux montrer que de toi je rêve Et que je t'aime trop !
Et tous ceux qui ont un cur Me prendraient dans leurs bras et m'aimeraient Mais tu peux bien avoir un cur Et pourtant m'abandonner comme une inconnue Qui serait perdue
Chaque fois que tu t'en vas Mon cur se dit "Finie, cette chance" Car vraiment je t'aime trop Vivre sans toi n'est plus l'existence Non, ne me quitte pas !
Car tous ceux qui ont un cur Me prendraient dans leurs bras et m'aimeraient Mais tu peux bien avoir un cur Et pourtant m'abandonner comme une inconnue Qui serait perdue
Non, ne me quitte pas ! Car tous ceux qui ont un cur Me prendraient dans leurs bras et m'aimeraient Mais tu peux bien avoir un cur Et pourtant m'abandonner comme une inconnue
Et tous ceux qui ont un cur me comprendront Oui, tous ceux qui ont un cur pleureront S'ils ont pleuré rien qu'une seule fois comme moi
Et tous ceux qui ont un cur me comprendront Et tous ceux qui ont un cur pleureront S'ils ont pleuré rien qu'une seule fois comme moi
Para el desamor no hay nada curan lo peor no encuentran pócima mejor para el desamor contra el desamor...
Contra el desamor no hay nada la desilusión también gana nada cura el dolor, el dolor del alma no hay remedio a la traición, ni calma un poco de calma...
Para el desamor no hay nada curan lo peor no encuentran pócima mejor para el desamor contra el desamor
Un consuelo ya para el desconsuelo cuando el amor pierde vuelo un alivio ya para el desaliento el auxilio de un fiel sentimiento algún invento....
Para el desamor no hay nada curan lo peor no encuentran pócima mejor para el desamor contra el desamor
Descubran algo que ya acabe con el mal un antídoto del odio...
Para el desamor no hay nada curan lo peor no encuentran pócima mejor para el desamor contra el desamor
Anyone For Tennis Composer(s): Eric Clapton - Martin Sharp Performer(s): Cream
Twice upon a time in the valley of the tears An auctioneer is bidding for a box of fading years And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the ice creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beer While the beggars stain the pavements with flourescent Christmas cheer And the Bentley-driving guru is putting up his price Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hope With jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopes And you can tell they're all the same underneath the pretty lies Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
The yellow Buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zoo You can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water too And fate is setting up the chessboard while death rolls out the dice Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
Desalento
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Vinícius de Moraes
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and multiple other artists
Sim, vai e diz Diz assim Que eu chorei Que eu morri De arrependimento Que o meu desalento Já não tem mais fim Vai e diz Diz assim Como sou Infeliz No meu descaminho Diz que estou sozinho E sem saber de mim
Diz que eu estive por pouco Diz a ela que estou louco Pra perdoar Que seja lá como for Por amor Por favor É pra ela voltar
Sim, vai e diz Diz assim Que eu rodei Que eu bebi Que eu caí Que eu não sei Que eu só sei Que cansei, enfim Dos meus desencontros Corre e diz a ela Que eu entrego os pontos
Anyone Can Whistle Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim Performer(s): Stephen Sondheim and multiple other artists
Fay: Anyone can whistle That's what they say Easy Anyone can whistle Any old day Easy It's all so simple Relax, let go, let fly So someone tell me why Can't I? I can dance a tango I can read Greek Easy I can slay a dragon Any old week Easy What's hard is simple What's natural comes hard Maybe you could show me How to let go Lower my guard Learn to be free Maybe if you whistle Whistle for me
I can slay a dragon Any old week Easy What's hard is simple What's natural comes hard Maybe you could show me How to let go Lower my guard Learn to be free Maybe if you whistle Whistle for me
Desafio Do Malandro Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Você tá pensando que é da alta sociedade Ou vai montar exposição de souvenir de gringo Ou foi fazer a fé no bingo em chá de caridade Eu não sei não , eu não sei não Só sei que você vem com five o'clock, very well, my friend A curriola leva um choque, nego não entende E deita e rola e sai comentando Que grande malandro é você Você tá fazendo piada ou vai querer que eu chore A sua estampa eu já conheço do museu do império Ou mausoléu de cemitério, ou feira de folclore Eu não sei não Só sei que você vem com reco-reco, berimbau, farofa A curriola tem um treco, nego faz galhofa E deita e rola e sai comentando Que grande malandro é você Você que era um sujeito tipo jovial Agora até mudou de nome Você infelizmente continua igual Fala bonito e passa fome Vai ver que ainda vai virar trabalhador Que horror Trabalho a minha nega e morro de calor Falta malandro se casar e ser avô Você não sabe nem o que é o amor Malandro infeliz Amor igual ao seu, malandro tem quarenta e não diz Respeite uma mulher que é boa e me sustenta Ela já foi aposentada Ela me alisa e me alimenta A bolsa dela tá furada E a sua mãe tá na rua Se você nunca teve mãe, eu não posso falar da sua Eu não vou sujar a navalha nem sair no tapa É mais sutil sumir da Lapa Eu não jogo a toalha Onde é que acaba essa batalha? Em fundo de caçapa Eu não sei não, eu não sei não Só sei que você perde a compostura quando eu pego o taco A curriola não segura, nego coça o saco E deita e rola e sai comentando que grande malandro é você
Anyone At All Composer(s): Carole King - Carole Bayer Sager Performer(s): Jane McDonald; Carole King
Funny how I feel more myself with you Than anybody else that I ever knew I hear it in your voice, see it in your face You've become the memory I can't erase
You could have been anyone at all A stranger falling out of blue I'm so glad it was you
Wasn't in the plan not that I could see Suddenly a miracle came to me Safe within your arms I can say what's true Nothing in the world I would keep from you
You could have been anyone at all An old friend calling out of blue I'm so glad it was you
Words can hurt you if you let them People say them and forget them Words can promise words can lie But your words make me feel like I can fly
You could have been anyone at all And let that catches me when I fall I'm so glad it was you
Slightly Out Of Tune ((Adapted from: Desafinado (João Gilberto) - 1958)) Composer(s): Antonio Carlos Jobim - Newton Mendonça - James Cavanaugh - Jon Hendricks Performer(s): Julie London - 1963 and multiple other artists
Love is like a never ending melody Poets have compared it to a symphony A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon But our song of love is slightly out of tune...
Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch Now the orchestration doesnt seem so rich Seems to me youve changed the tune we used to sing Like the bossa nova love should swing...
We used to harmonize two souls in perfect time Now the song is different and the words dont even rhyme Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon What goods a heart thats slightly out of tune?
Tune your heart with mine the way it used to be Join with me in harmony and sing a song of love Were bound to get in tune again before too long Therell be no Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely Then you wont be slightly out of tune, youll sing along with me!
Anyone (Could Fall In Love With You) Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin - Sol Markus - Louis A. DeJesus First release by: Elvis Presley - 1964
Anyone could fall in love with you Anyone who knows you as I do Anyone could fall in love with you And I love you my darling
Anyone could lose his heart like me Anyone who has eyes that can see Anyone could fall in love like me And I love you my darling
You're the star I reached for You're a dream so rare You're my greatest treasure Nothing can compare
Anyone could want you for his own Anyone not only mine alone Anyone could fall in love with you And I love you my darling Anyone could fall in love with you And I love you my darling
Desafinado
((English Version: Slightly Out Of Tune (Julie London) - 1963))
Composer(s): Antonio Carlos Jobim - Newton Mendonça
First release by: João Gilberto - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists
Se você disser que eu desafino amor Saiba que isto em mim provoca imensa dor Só privilegiados tem o ouvido igual ao seu Eu possuo apenas o que deus me deu
Se você insiste em classificar Meu comportamento de anti-musical Eu mesmo mentindo devo argumentar Que isto é Bossa Nova, isto é muito natural O que você não sabe nem sequer pretende É que os desafinados também tem um coração
Fotografei você na minha Rolley-Flex Revelou-se a sua enorme ingratidão Só não poderá falar assim do meu amor Ele é o maior que você pode encontrar Você com a sua música esqueceu o principal Que no peito dos desafinados No fundo do peito Bate calado, que no peito dos desafinados
Anymore For Anymore Composer(s): Kit Lambert - Ronnie Lane Performer(s): Ronnie Lane; Ron Wood
Hey, won't you come on with me I hear the neighbor's dogs is barkin' And soon the country all around him Will come to look the same There's a place from where they came
Bring out your goods and chattels And all your treasures that can travel I'll fix the wheel and oil the axles To see another day We're leaving come what may
Anymore for anymore Hear those angels cry But it's not his to sell to me And it's not mine to buy
Hey, won't you come on with me I hear the mister's voice is callin' And soon the country all around me Will come to look the same There's a place from where I came
Anymore for anymore Hear those angels say But anymore's too much for me I'm goin' on my way
Pile up the chairs and the table And put the tinder to the timber We'll light the night sky Leave the ember To fade with yesterday We're leaving come what may
Des Yeux D'enfant Composer(s): Françoise Hardy Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
Tout comme des yeux d'enfant ses yeux ne savent pas mentir faciles à rendre contents faciles à faire souffrir quand vous vous voyez dedans vous vous sentez presque important mais le portrait n'est pas ressemblant vous craignez de vous trahir... tout comme des yeux d'enfant ils vous regardent sans faiblir ils ne pensent pas un instant que vous pourriez partir bien loin de cet amour fou pour l'idée qu'ils ont de vous une idée qui n'est pas vraie du tout mais vous n'osez pas leur dire ce serait un jeu d'enfant d'éblouir ces yeux d'enfant...
