Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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In The Dark Composer(s): Deadric Malone; Junior Parker Performer(s): Junior Parker and multiple other artists
I heard you was out, high as you could be Kissin' another fella, and you know it wasn't me That ain't right, no no no, that ain't right What goes on in the dark, will soon come to light
They say you whispered low, an' spendin' all of my dough You told that fella things, you never told me before That ain't right, no no no, that ain't right What goes on in the dark, will soon come to light
One of these days, just you wait and see Baby you'll realize, the way you're treating me That ain't right, no no no, that ain't right What goes on in the dark, will soon come to light
Narices Composer(s): A. Cortez Performer(s): Raphael
Hay narices instaladas Tan solo para olfatear Y otras que se olfatean Lo que les puede pasar Y las hay que son apenas El medidor ideal Para saber hasta adonde Los ojos pueden mirar
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices! Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices Con narices, sin narices Por narices, tus narices Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices que no huelen Ni podran oler jamas Porque dios las ha creado Como adorno y nada mas Y las hay que solo nacen Para oler a los demas Y como nacen podridas Huelen lo malo no mas
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices! Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices Con narices, sin narices Por narices, tus narices Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices que resoplan Y resoplan sin cesar Con el polvo que levantan Se taponan las demas Estas narices entonces Terminan por reventar Pues todo el aire que queda No lo pueden respirar
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices! Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices Con narices, sin narices Por narices, tus narices Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
Hay narices habituadas Al olor que huele mal Cuando encuentran una rosa No la saben apreciar Pero los hay que prefieren Lo que bien huele no mas Y no es dificil hallarlas Hay que saberla buscar
¡Ay, narices! ¡ay, narices! Hoy honores rinde el mundo a las narices Con narices, sin narices Por narices, tus narices Y todo es cosa de narices, nada mas
In The Cool, Cool, Cool Of The Evening Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Hoagy Carmichael Performer(s): Jo Stafford & Frankie Laine - 1951 and multiple other artists
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Tell 'em I'll be there In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Save your pappy a chair When the party's gettin' a glow on And singin' fills the air In the shank of the night When the doin's are right You can tell 'em I'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Tell 'em we'll be there If you need a pair of freeloaders To fracture your affair I may even give them Pagliacci Now, stand back and give him air Everyone can relax And we'll have a few yacks And you can tell 'em we'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Tell 'em we'll be there In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Stickum in my hair If perchance we look a bit peaked Remember, c'est la guerre If we're still on our feet And there's somethin' to eat You can tell 'em we'll be there
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Tell 'em I'll be there In the cool, cool of the evening Better save a chair When the party's gettin' a glow on And singin' fills the air If there's gas in my hack And my laundry is back If you need a new face Or a tenor or bass You can tell 'em we'll be there
Narciso Y Quasimodo Composer(s): Fito Paez Performer(s): Fito Paez
Para que y porque estaremos distanciados en verdad los motivos no son nada claros ya sabes esta quiero esta vez ser contactos es que a veces somos inhumanos y otras veces no queremos ver
Y al final y al final cuando se han ido todos otra vez otra vez Narciso y Quasimodo y volves y volves y quien sabe hasta cuando y no entiendo a veces porque estamos sin jamas poder establecer contactos
Un acercamiento una señal un paso al frente no existen palabras si uno manda lo que siente lejos de la gente queda todo quien no ve y se queda solo sin poder establecer contactos
Un acercamiento una señal un paso al frente no existen palabras si uno manda lo que siente lejos de la gente queda todo quien no ve y se queda solo sin poder establecer contactos
In The Chapel In The Moonlight (Danish Version: Når De Gyldne Stjerner Tændes - 1978) Composer(s): Billy Hill First release by: Shep Fields & His Rippling Rhythm Orch. - 1936 Covered by multiple other artists
How I'd love to hear the organ In the chapel in the moonlight While we're strolling down the aisle Where roses entwine
How I'd love to hear you whisper In the chapel in the moonlight That the love light in your eyes Forever will shine
Till the roses turn to ashes Till the organ turns to rust If you never come, I'll still be there Till the moonlight turns to dust
How I'd love to hear the choir In the chapel in the moonlight As they sing "Oh promise me Forever be mine"
Till the roses turn to ashes Till the organ turns to rust If you never come, I'll still be there Till the moonlight turns to dust
How I'd love to hear the choir In the chapel in the moonlight As they sing "Oh promise me Forever be mine"
Naranjo En Flor Composer(s): Virgilio Expósito; Homero Expósito Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Era mas blanda que el agua que el agua blanda era mas fresca que el rio naranjo en flor y en esa calle de hastio calle perdida hecho un pedazo de vida y se marcho
Primero hay que saber sufrir despues amar, despues partir y al fin andar sin pensamientos perfume de naranjo en flor promesas vanas de un amor que se escaparon con el viento Despues, que importa del despues toda mi vida es el ayer que me detiene en el pasado eterna y vieja juventud que me ha dejado acobardado como un pájaro sin luz
Que le habran hecho mis manos que le habran hecho para dejarme en el pecho tanto dolor dolor de vieja arboleda canción de esquina con un pedazo de vida naranjo en flor Primero hay que saber sufrir despues amar despues partir y al fin andar sin pensamiento perfume de naranjo en flor promesas vanas de un amor que se escaparon en el viento. Despues, que importa del despues toda mi vida es el ayer que me detiene en el pasado eterna y vieja juventud que me ha dejado acobardado como un pajaro sin luz
När Min Vän Composer(s): Owe Törnqvist Performer(s): Monica Zetterlund
När min vän sökte min kärlek en morgon slöjad i grönt När min vän sökte min kärlek då doftade blommorna skönt När min vän vandrade från mig i solens flämtande glöd När min vän vandrade från mig var himlen så flammande röd
I nattens dimmor och lysande träd tystnade fåglarnas sång Månen förkunnade: "Tiden är slut!" och slog sin silver-gonggong
När min vän vände tillbaka en morgon slöjad i dis När min vän vände tillbaka var blommorna frusna till is blommorna frusna till is var blommorna frusna till is
In The Beginning Composer(s): Graeme Edge Performer(s): The Moody Blues
First Man: I think, I think I am, I think
Establishment: Of course you are my bright little star I've miles And miles Of files Pretty files of your forefather's fruit And now to suit our Great computer You're magnetic ink
First Man: I'm more than that I know I am, at least I think I must be
Inner Man: There you go, man keep as cool as you can Face piles And piles Of trials With smiles It riles them to believe That you perceive The web they weave And keep on thinking free
När Jag Var Fem English Title: When I Was Five Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
När jag var fem höll jag i mammas kjol Och levde i en vänlig värld Skolan kom sen och jag var tio år Och blev övervakad, visad och lärd
Vid femton år var jag en del av ett gäng Där ingen någonsin tänkte för sig Men nu är det dags, jag skall göra mig fri Och bli mig själv, nu är leken förbi Nu vill jag ha ett liv för mig
Refräng: Jag vill se mig runt och lära mig om världen Se vad kärlek är och vad jag, bara vad jag
Refräng
När jag var fem var jag ett sorglöst barn Jag byggde mina sagoslott Nu vill jag se vad livet handlar om Då det är så lite jag har förstått
Jag anar nog hur hård tid, världen, kan va Men var och en ska pröva för sig Och nu är det dags, jag ska göra mig fri Och bli mig själv, nu är leken förbi Nu vill jag ha ett liv för mig
In The Beginning Composer(s): Tony Banks; Peter Gabriel; Steve Hackett; Anthony Phillips; Mike Rutherford Performer(s): Genesis
Ocean of motion Squirming around and up and down Pushing together Scattering mountains all around you
That is the sound of a new born world And the light from a curious sky It has begun You're in the hands of destiny
Thrashing with violence Hurling its lava up and down Furnace of frenzy Burning with power uncontrolled
That is the sound of a new born world And the light from a curious sky It has begun You're in the hands of destiny
Is that the chariot with stallions gold? Is that a prince of heaven on the ground? Is that the roar of a thundercrash? This is my world and it's waiting to be crowned Father, son, looks down with happiness Life is on its way
Ocean of motion Squirming around and up and down Pushing together Scattering mountains all around you
That is the sound of a new born world And the light from a curious sky It has begun You're in the hands of destiny
Is that the chariot with stallions gold? Is that a prince of heaven on the ground? Is that the roar of a thundercrash? This is my world and it's waiting to be crowned Father, son, looks down with happiness Life is on its way
När Du Tar Mej I Din Famn ((English Version: The Queen Of Hearts (Agnetha Fältskog)) Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog - Ingela Forsman Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Ingenting blev som förr När du stängde min dörr Och jag grät mej till sömns den natten Det var bittert just då Och så svårt att förstå Att vårt kärleksvin blivit vatten Och jag sa till mej själv "Aldrig nånsin igen ska känslorna få styra mej"
Men när du tar mej i din famn När du viskar ömt mitt namn Blir jag het och kall på samma gång Fåglar sjunger för mej Var gång jag tänker på dej Tänk, det låter som de sjöng en kärlekssång! Och när du tar mej i din famn När du viskar ömt mitt namn Kan jag tro på kärlek en gång till Jag vill glömma alla hårda ord Och jag vill älska igen!
Jag var stolt när du gick Gav dej inte en blick Och jag sa inte vad jag kände Men hos mej blev det kallt Det var tyst överallt Jag förstod inte vad som hände Och jag sa till mej själv "Aldrig nånsin igen ska känslorna få styra mej"
Men när du tar mej i din famn När du viskar ömt mitt namn Blir jag het och kall på samma gång Fåglar sjunger för mej Var gång jag tänker på dej Tänk, det låter som de sjöng en kärlekssång! Och när du tar mej i din famn När du viskar ömt mitt namn Kan jag tro på kärlek en gång till Jag vill glömma alla hårda ord Och jag vill älska igen!
In The Beautiful Seaside Air Composer(s): Walter Donaldson; William Tracey Performer(s): Billy Murray
Fellows I want to advise you How to win your girl's heart Certain tricks you should be wise to Learn them before you start Never make love by the bright fireside If you're real anxious to take a bride Don't get together in cold Winter weather Just wait 'til the Summer comes 'round
Take your girl where the beautiful seaside breezes blow On a warm summer's night while you sit there and spoon There's nobody looking but the man in the moon Although the beach is damp and sandy You'll find a cozy corner handy If your heart is true She'll know just what to do In the beautiful seaside air
You'll quickly find the reason Why everyone goes there Cupid is busy each season Down in the seaside air Don't go in search of a foreign clime Stay right at home at vacation time Pass up the mountains and cream soda fountain There's one trip you're bound to enjoy
Take your girl where the beautiful seaside breezes blow You can have lots of fun if you follow the bunch Just take an umbrella and a basket of lunch If there's a couple nearby dozing Don't let that keep you from proposing Stick around and be game They're all doing the same In the beautiful seaside air
In The Basement Composer(s): Billy Davis; Raynard Miner; Carl Williams Smith Performer(s): Etta James and multiple other artists
Ohh, now tell me where can you party, child, all night long? In the basement, down in the basement, yeah Oh where can you go when your money gets low? In the basement, whoa down in the basement And if a storm is taking place, you can jam and still be safe In the basement, down in the basement, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Where can you dance to any music you choose? In the basement, whoa down in the basement Oh, you got the comforts of home, a nightclub too In the basement, whoa down in the basement Theres no cover charge or fee and the food and drinks are free In the basement, down in the basement
Come on child, you can do it, you can do it, yeah
In the basement, thats where its at In the basement, thats where its at In the basement, thats where its at In the basement, thats where its at In the basement, in the basement, in the basement thats where its at
(You tell em) Where they dont, where they dont check you age at the door In the basement, whoa down in the basement Barracuda and ??? til your feet get sore In the basement, whoa down in the basement Do any dance you want to do, theres no one under you In the basement, I know it, you tell em oh-h-h-h I wanna go
In the basement, thats where its at In the basement, thats where its at In the basement, thats where its at In the basement, thats where its at
N'Appartiens Jamais À Personne Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Fleur carnivore d'aéroport Bijou fragile roule et rutile Où sont tes ailes pour le futur? Si tu choisis d'enfanter la démesure
N'appartiens jamais à personne N'appartiens jamais, n'appartiens jamais N'appartiens jamais à personne
Des étagères pour les idées Un vieil enfer à réchauffer La femme objet dans la baignoire Et la misère au Brown Sugar
Le lit est froid un vrai poignard C'est le parking du désespoir Le ciel est bleu comme en enfer Sur Las Vegas dans le désert
Mais...
N'appartiens jamais à personne N'appartiens jamais, n'appartiens jamais N'appartiens jamais à personne
Les lumières jaunes de notre zone Sentent l'ozone et la mer Les tueurs pâles de l'arrière salle Vont te parler en plein air
Dealers de mots et de boussoles D'idées usées par la racole Castreurs séniles aux ongles noirs Tout se bouscule dans l'entonnoir
Les soirs craquants où tu hésites Entre la marge et sa limite Quand tu es là contre sa peau Bien à l'abri dans tes yeux clos
Ils vont te braquer au bout du voyage Si t'es encore vivant, pour refermer la cage Ne signe pas la carte et flambe les dollars Sinon tu n'es plus rien desséché, dérisoire!
Tu ne veux pas te vendre, alors tu meurs! On te bouffera de l'intérieur Sois une flèche en altitude! Un baiser dans la solitude
Mais...
N'appartiens jamais à personne N'appartiens jamais, n'appartiens jamais N'appartiens jamais à personne
It's just the time the moon is shining down In Honolulu by the sea It's just the time the ukeleles sound In Honolulu by the sea Sleep, dream, my Honolulu lady Tho' I'm far away from thee Sweet breezes whisper love songs as of you When last you said farewell to me
The same old silv'ry moon is shining there In Honolulu by the sea With same sweet songs the night birds fill the air In Honolulu by the sea Sleep, dream, my ukelele lady Won't you sing once more to me The songs that used to drive away all care In Honolulu by the sea
Once again I seem to hear her softly singing "Aloha oe, aloha oe" When thro' the pines the ukeleles ringing bring back the happy days that used to be Honey Lou, my tears are falling As I seem to hear you softly calling me "Aloha oe, aloha oe" In Honolulu by the sea
Napoli Chante Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Quand je te serre entre mes bras Napoli chante Napoli chante, rien que pour moi Comme un guaglione en plein soleil D'une vois pure et sans pareil Ensorcelante A mon oreille
Quand nos curs jouent le même accord Napoli danse Napoli danse, le diable au corps Avec fureur avec génie Pleine d'amour de frénésie Et d'insolence Jusqu'à l'aurore
J'ai des soleils sur mes murs gris Qui se dessinent Des coins de ciel lavés de pluie Qui s'illuminent Des arcs-en-ciel peignant nos nuits De mille teintes Que de merveilles au fond des cris De nos étreintes
Quand tes yeux plongent dans les miens Napoli parle Napoli parle, avec les mains Un peu de tout, beaucoup de rien D'amour, de bonheur et de vin Napoli parle Napolitain
Quand ton amour brûle mon cur Napoli chante Napoli chante notre bonheur Elle se prend pour Caruso Chante plus fort chante plus haut Tonitruante Le bel canto
Quand ton regard hante mes jours Napoli rêve Napoli rêve au grand amour Amour profond, amour folie Commis au fond d'un vaste lit Et fille d'Ève A ton sein lourd
Quand tu es loin, je broie du noir Tout semble terne Tous les drapeaux de mes espoirs Restent en berne Je suis inquiet, je suis jaloux Et m'imagine Que tous les dieux sont contre nous Et m'assassinent
Mais quand tu rentres et ris de moi Napoli chante Napoli chante à pleine voix Sa mélodie vole dans l'air Se mêle au vent défie la mer Reconnaissante Que tu sois là Napoli chante
In Hollywood Composer(s): Henri Belolo; Phil Hurtt; Jacques Morali Performer(s): Village People
Take a bus, a train or a plane to Hollywood Go there and then change your name You die your hair out there, it's part of the game You're gonna be a star, a big star
Tell the bank that you need a loan Go sell your house and every little thing that you own You'll make your dream, forget what you've ever known You're gonna be a star, a big star
Now you're set, so follow the rules Don't need a house unless it comes with the pool Buy some new clothes and then you've got to be cool You're gonna be a star, a big star
In sty-y-y-yle (get in style) L.A. sty-y-y-yle Say hi-i-i-i (saying hi-i-i) as you cruise by-y-y-y (Listen here) 'cause everybody is a star in Hollywood (well) Everybody is a star in Hollywood (alright)
Let's go to (Holly-Hollywood) Hollywood (Holly-Hollywood) so good (Holly-Hollywood, Holly-Hollywood) come on
Now it's time to get a new car You know the kind that has a phone and a bar You'll soon forget the per-son you really are You're gonna be a star, a big star
Tell your friends you walked off the stage Then slip outside and call and have yourself paged Get on the phone and scream as though in a rage You're gonna be a star, a big star
In sty-y-y-yle (be in style) L.A. sty-y-y-yle (L.A. sty-y-y-yle) Say hi-i-i-i (say hi) as you cruise by-y-y-y (as you cruise by) (Listen here) 'cause everybody is a star in Hollywood (well) Everybody is a star in Hollywood (alright)
Let's go to (Holly-Hollywood) Hollywood (Holly-Hollywood) so good (Holly-Hollywood) well (Holly-Hollywood) alright
Studio (what), lights (lights), music (music), action (action) Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Parce qu'un Corse lui fit la cour Au doux temps de ses illusions Me mère en me donnant le jour Me prénomma Napoléon En haut d'un vieil hôtel miteux Je règne sur une chaise et un pieu Mes Tuileries donnent au fond d'la cour J'suis l'Napoléon des faubourgs
Si ma Joséphine C'est une chouette gamine Elle est vite à bout d'arguments Pour m'faire oublier le temps présent Mais sans crier gare Quand j'en aurai marre D'jouer à cache-cache avec la mouise J'croquerai la dot à Marie-Louise
J'travaillais chez Pitt & Cobourg Des gars qui n'font jamais d'cadeaux Et ne vous laissent sur les os Que d'quoi faire la peau d'un tambour Au blocus de mon estomac Ils s'amusèrent pendant des mois Pour me vider comme dans l'histoire De leur usine de Trafalgar
J'suis dans la débime Et ma Joséphine Qui ne vit pas que d'l'air du temps Va me laisser choir sur le champ Sur le champ de bataille Quand l'amour se taille On arrive au bout d'son rouleau Moi j'viens d'connaître mon Waterloo
J'ai eu beau faire donner la garde A trop compter sur les souris On s'retrouve dans un terrain vague Du côté de la Plaine Saint-Denis C'est là qu'sans pognon sans amour Comme Napoléon dans son île J'finirai ma vie en exil Mais dans cet exil des faubourgs
J'aurai pas la veine Comme à Sainte-Hélène De voir le soleil sur la mer Jouer au fond les golfes clairs J'suis rayé d'l'Histoire Jusqu'au jour de gloire Où les pieds joints, le teint livide On m'fera l'honneur des Invalides
