Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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In Times To Be (French Version: Nous Nous Reverrons Un Jour Ou L'Autre) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Herbert Kretzmer Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
At last, the hour has come for parting It's curtain time for you and me Taxi at the door, suitcase on the floor Yet, I feel our story's only starting
Adding up our losses and our winnings There's another ending, I can see Travellers we are, following our star To a shining world of new beginnings, in times to be
The Gods look down, they must have seen us And smiled to see such fools as we They know where and when we will meet again Though the seven seas may come between us
We sang a song of love and laughter Though more than once we sang off key There will come a time, we will sing in line In a time of happy ever after, in times to be
We sang a song of love and laughter Though more than once we sang off key As we dream the parts, keep me in your heart Till that time of happy ever after, in times to be
In Time Composer(s): Paul Kantner; Marty Balin Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
Long time since I climbed down this mountain before Things I've seen here make me want to go running home
Lean close put your lips next to my face Look further on past the surface
Orange, blue, red & green Are the colors of what I feel And my mind y'know it starts to reel in time
To know your flesh layin' by my skin And I wonder whenever I'm in Warm, soft, nice & now Are the word things of what I know And my body y'know it's so in time
I see you at the same place that I play Ah darlin' tell me what can I say Dance, sing, sleep& dream Is the music of what I feel Among the many things whenever you're near in time
Come with me my friend Come on now and take my hand You can be my friend Soon be in another country
In This Life Composer(s): Michael Barry Reid; James Allen Shamblin First release by: Collin Raye - 1992 Covered by multiple other artists
For all I've been blessed with in this life there was an emptiness in me I was imprisoned by the power of gold With one honest touch, you set me free
Let the world stop turning let the sun stop burning Let them tell me love's not worth going through If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that matters has come true in this life, I was loved by you
For every mountain I have climbed every raging river crossed you were the treasure that I longed to find Without your love I would be lost
Let the world stop turning let the sun stop burning let them tell me love's not worth going through If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true in this life i was loved by you
Need Some Love Composer(s): Geddy Lee; Alex Lifeson Performer(s): Rush; John Rutsey
I'm runnin' here, I'm runnin' there I'm lookin' for a girl 'Cause there's nothin' I need, there's nothin' I want more In the whole wide world
Well, I need it quick and I need it now Before I start to fade away That's why I'm searchin', that's why I'm lookin' Each and ev'ry day
Chorus Ooh, I need some love I said I need some love! Oo yes, I need some love This feelin' I can't rise above Oo, yeah yeah!
Well I been hustlin' here, I been hustlin' there I been searchin' for about a week And I started feelin' this strange sensation My knees are startin' gettin' weak
Well I need what keeps a young man alive I'm sayin' I need it now I'm gonna get the message across to you Some way, somehow
In The Year 2525
Composer(s): Rick Evans
First release by: Zager & Evans - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Titels In Other Languages:
1969 - L'an 2005 (by Richard Anthony)
1969 - Nel 2023 (by Dalida)
In the year 2525 if man is still alive if woman can survive They may find
In the year 3535 Ain't gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lie Everything you think, do and say Is in the pill you took today
In the year 4545 You ain't gonna need your teeth, won't need your eyes You won't find a thing to chew Nobody's gonna look at you
In the year 5555 Your arms hanging limp at your sides Your legs got nothing to do Some machine's doing that for you
In the year 6565 You won't need no husband, won't need no wife You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too From the bottom of a long glass tube
In the year 7510 If God's a-coming, He ought to make it by then Maybe He'll look around Himself and say" Guess it's time for the judgement day"
In the year 8510 God is gonna shake His mighty head He'll either say "I'm pleased where man has been" Or tear it down, and start again
In the year 9595 I'm kind of wondering if man is gonna be alive He's taken everything this old earth can give And he ain't put back nothing
Now it's been ten thousand years Man has cried a billion tears For what, he never knew Now man's reign is through
But through eternal night The twinkling of starlight So very far away Maybe it's only yesterday
Need All My Friends Composer(s): Allen Collins; Ronnie Van Zant Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd
Woman, I have to leave you I can't stay where there is no pay And I really don't care where I'm going to Its been so long since I've been gone Lord, I'm tired and I want to go home My throat is raw from singing the blues Need all my friends to talk to Now yes I do need all my friends to talk to
Gonna search around til I find a friend Who believes in me for what I am Sing my song til it hurts Play my music til I hit pay dirt Now I got to sing my song I got to play my music, do the things I love
Its been so long since I've been gone Lord, I'm tired and I want to go home My throat is raw from singing the blues Need all my friends to talk to Now yes I do need all my friends to talk to
In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning Composer(s): David Mann; Bob Hilliard First release by: Frank Sinatra - 1955 Covered by multiple other artists
In the wee small hours of the morning While the whole wide world is fast asleep You lie awake and think about the girl And never ever think of counting sheep When your lonely heart has learned its lesson You'd be hers if only she would call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss her most of all
In The Wee Small Hours Of Sixpence Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid Performer(s): Procol Harum
In the wee small hours of sixpence and the lighted chandelier stands a rusty old retainer whose old eyes are filled with tears for his master, Good Sir Galant who is now off to the wars And although his eyes are crying we know grief is not the cause And if grief is not the reason he must be of sterner stuff and his sword though old and rusty must be blunt as sharp enough
In the wee small hours of sixpence and the broken window pane stand the remnants of the evening who are waiting all in vain for the crowing of the cockerel showing morning is not night But the air is filled with silence and the daylight is not bright But still darkness is no reason We are men of sterner stuff and our swords though old and rusty still are blunt as sharp enough
In the wee small hours of sixpence and the hat-stand in the hall waiting only for the morning shadows flitting 'cross the wall And perhaps that old retainer Whom now giving of his all may have once been just as we are and now has no face at all But still grief was not the reason he was made of sterner stuff and his sword though old and rusty still was blunt as sharp enough
Near You Composer(s): Francis Craig; Rob Goellner Performer(s): Roger Williams; and various other artists
Theres just one place for me, near you Its like heaven to be, near you Times when were apart, and I cant face my heart Say youll never stray, more than just two lips away
If my hours could be spent, near you Id be more than content, near you Make my life worth while, by telling me that Ill Spend the rest of my days, near you
Theres just one place for me, near you Its like heaven to be, near you Times when were apart, and I cant face my heart Say youll never stray, more than just two lips away
If my hours could be spent, near you Id be more than content, near you Make my life worth while, by telling me that Ill Spend the rest of my days, near you
In The Valley Of The Nile Composer(s): Dave Radford; Richard Whiting
Down where the Nile flows so dreamily where Cleopatra met Anthony There's a sweet Egyptian maid who is waiting patiently And in my dreams I seem to see here waiting there There never bloomed a tropic flow'r so rare I hear her calling plaintively "Come back, my love, to me!"
The moon shines bright on the pyramids The lotus flowers have closed their lids Thro' the bright Egyptian night I can hear her calling me The dreamy river whispers to her of my love The nightbirds sing a welcome from above My heart is longing constantly I'd give the world to be
Where the dreamy Nile is flowing She's waiting there for me Waiting thro' the lonely hours There beside the lotus flow'rs But she knows just how my heart is yearning to kiss her I miss her own sweet smile Someday my caravans will cross the desert sands And take me to my dark eyed sweet heart Down in the Valley of the Nile
Near The End Composer(s): David Gilmour Performer(s): David Gilmour
And when you fell you're near the end Will you just turn it over and start again Is there a stirring in your heart As the time comes when we will have to part?
And when you feel you're near the end And there's a stranger where once was a friend And you are left without a word Only the whispers that you've overheard
Standing in silence, holding my breath Disconnected and dry And though I'm certain that there's nothing left To hold on to, to give or to try Some things never change, no don't ever change And I'm feeling the cold Thinking that we're getting older and wiser When we're just getting old
And when you feel you're near the end And what once burned so bright is growing dim? And when you see what's been acheived Is there a feeling that you've been deceived?
In The Valley Of The Moon Composer(s): Jeff Branen Performer(s): Jeff Branen and multiple other artists
I hear you calling me, no use to sigh Stop your worrying, I'll be hurrying To you bye and bye Night shades are gathering, I'll join you soon We'll be strolling shortly, you and I In the Valley of the Moon
In the Valley of the Moon Where I met you one night in June When I passed you by, thought I heard you sigh While the night birds were in tune I was lonesome, so were you There was nothing for us to do But to lose our hearts, both you and I In the Valley of the Moon
I hear the nightingale singing his song To his lady love, in her nest above It won't be so long Till I'll be warbling love's old sweet tune To the only one I ever loved In the Valley of the Moon
In the Valley of the Moon Where I met you one night in June When I passed you by, thought I heard you sigh While the night birds were in tune I was lonesome, so were you There was nothing for us to do But to lose our hearts, both you and I In the Valley of the Moon
Ne T'En Fais Pas Pour Ça Composer(s): Frank Gerald; Guy Motta Performer(s): Dalida
Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Tout s'arrangera, tout s'arrangera Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Prends-moi dans tes bras Et embrasse-moi
L'argent file file vite Tu n'en as jamais assez Quand la fin du mois arrive Tu es complètement fauché Pourtant tu sais que je t'aime Et je ne veux pas te quitter Si tu m'offres un café-crème Au lieu d'un bon déjeuner
Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Tout s'arrangera, tout s'arrangera Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Tout s'arrangera et embrasse-moi
La la la...
Tu rêves d'une voiture De cent quatre-vingts chevaux Pour m'emmener à toute allure A Cannes ou à Monaco Pourtant tu sais que je t'aime Alors qu'est-ce que ça peut faire Si l'on ne va qu'à Suresnes Tous les deux sur ton scooter
Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Tout s'arrangera, tout s'arrangera Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Tout s'arrangera et embrasse-moi
La la la...
Pour l'avenir tu t'inquiètes Mais tu t'inquiètes pour rien Car l'âge de ta retraite N'est pas encore pour demain
Et puis tu sais que je t'aime Que je t'aimerai toujours Dans la vie tous les problèmes S'effacent devant l'amour
Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Tout s'arrangera, tout s'arrangera Ne t'en fais pas pour ça Prends-moi dans tes bras et embrasse-moi
In The Time Of Our Lives Composer(s): Ron Bushy; Doug Ingle Performer(s): Iron Butterfly
Listen to the clock beat as it ticks out time away And listen to the birds' laughter as they live for today And listen to the heart beat as it beats our lives away
These are the things that we hear in our world And these are the things that we hear in the time of our lives In the time of our lives
And to us they are real And for us they're ideal
How you doing people that passed on yesterday? Did you meet with justice on your judgement day?
These are the things that we hear in our world And these are the things that we hear in the time of our lives In the time of our lives
Ne T'En Fais Pas Italian Title: Non Preoccuparti
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Guy Bontempelli Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Je sais, t'as raison, c'est la vie Quand l'amour meurt on se déchire Il faut bien sûr rester ravis Si l'on veut éviter le pire
Ne t'en fais pas Ne t'en fais pas pour moi Ne t'en fais pas, va Ne t'en fais pas, ça ira
Je sens que jamais plus mes nuits Ne seront tout à fait les mêmes Tandis que dans un autre lit Tu vas blasphémer nos "je t'aime"
Ne t'en fais pas Ne t'en fais pas pour moi Va, va Ne t'en fais pas, ça ira
Moi j'irai revoir mes copains Fêter mon retour à lair libre Ça va faire un sacré festin On verra au petit matin Si je tiens encore l'équilibre L'équilibre, et le vin
Ici, ça va être un peu grand Trop grand pour un célibataire Je vais changer d'appartement Et me trouver un pied-à-terre
Ne t'en fais pas Non, non ne t'en fais pas pour moi Va, oui va Ne t'en fais, ça ira
Lombre sétend, tu peux courir vers mon destin Vers des chimères Je reste avec mes souvenirs Non, non n'allume pas la lumière
Ne t'en fais pas Oh, ne t'en fais pas pour moi Non, non, non, non Non ne t'en fais pas, ça ira
In The Sweet By And By Composer(s): Joseph Philbrick Webster - Sanford Fillmore Bennett Performer(s): Haydn Quartet and multiple other artists
There's a land that is fairer than day And by faith we can see it afar For the Father waits over the way To prepare us a dwelling place there In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore We shall sing on that beautiful shore The melodious songs of the blessed And our spirits shall sorrow no more Not a sigh for the blessing of rest In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore To our bountiful Father above We will offer our tribute of praise For the glorious gift of His love And the blessings that hallow our days In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore
Ne Sois Pas Si Bête Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; J. Wolf Performer(s): France Gall
Il est très timide, avec ses copains Mais avec les filles, il ne craint plus rien Chaque fois qu'on danse, il nous snob un peu Et dans ses bras, oui dans ses bras Il nous tient des propos, comme ça
Ne sois pas si bête, bête, bête Serre-moi plus fort, et plus fort encore Ne t'en fais pas, ne crains rien de moi Car tu es encore une petite fille pour moi
Il nous raccompagne, jusqu'à notre porte Sans nous embrasser, le Diable l'emporte C'est presqu'une offense, c'est un drôle de jeu Quand dans ses bras, oui dans ses bras Il nous tient des propos, comme ça
Ne sois pas si bête, bête, bête Serre-moi plus fort, et plus fort encore Ne t'en fais pas, ne crains rien de moi Car tu es encore une petite fille pour moi
Il croyait vraiment qu'il était le plus malin Mais heureusement, il n'en était rien Un soir de vacances, qu'il m'accompagnait Moi je l'ai pris, oui dans mes bras En lui disant Chéri, crois-moi
Ne sois pas si bête, bête, bête Serre-moi plus fort, et plus fort encore Ne t'en fais pas, ne crains rien de moi Car tu es encore une petite fille pour moi
Voyant qu'il était trop bête, bête, bête Il m'a embrassé Encore embrassé et depuis c'est lui qui est mené Mené par le bout du nez
