Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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La Grande Marée Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Un colosse aux pieds d'argile surveille la frontière Des gosses aux mains fragiles jouent avec la poussière Des veuves aux longs doigts fébriles distillent le thé Un vieillard au regard tranquille sort de la fumée
C'est la grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée La grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée
Un roi perclus de solitude sur son trône dérisoire Un café, une pendule, un bout de trottoir Un réveil sinistre et drôle sur l'épaule d'un ouvrier Qui s'en va au bout du môle, vers l'éternité
C'est la grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée La grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée
Les enfants qui jouent à l'ombre des matraques Le temps qu'il fait, six mois de prison à Maniac Une étoile est tombée dans ma guitare Si j'étais croyant, ce serait un don du ciel
C'est la grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée La grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée
Les rues n'ont plus de recoins, plus d'angles morts Ça facilite les rapports de force Il n'y a plus d'amoureux, plus de bancs publics
Nous sommes éternellement bronzés Notre vocabulaire est réduit à 50 mots Nous branchons nos sexes dans le secteur Et nos spermatozoïdes sont calibrés et placés dans des banques Ils servent de monnaie d'échange aux eunuques qui nous gouvernent
Notre société d'abondance fait merveille, il n'y a plus qu'un classe Quoiqu'en y réfléchissant bien il y en a une autre Mais il est déconseillé de réfléchir
Nous ne faisons plus jamais l'amour, sauf de temps en temps Avec les gardiens qui nous surveillent Le mien est frigide
C'est la grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée La grande marée, la grande marée, la grande marée
Drôle De Metier Composer(s): Pierre Billon - Eric Bouad - Johnny Hallyday Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Lundi 12h30, dehors il fait un froid de chien Ma fille a pleuré cette nuit J'ai encore le goût du café crème J'ai froid aux mains Sur les vitres pleure la pluie une cendre tombe, un camion donne un coup de frein Je serai presque heureux de partir Le rétroviseur me joue du bleu turquoise pour rien Mes yeux ne savent même plus mentir
Drôle de métier, drôle de métier Y a des soirs où il faut avoir Le moral et le cur bien accroché Dans ce métier, oui drôle de métier Le moral et le cur bien accrochés
Tiens mon secrétaire s'est endormi entre deux mots Tant mieux plus besoin de parler J'ai brouillé l'image, couper le son de ma radio J'aurai même plus besoin de penser
Je vais rouler le plus longtemps possible Sans mettre mes lumières La nuit ne me verra pas venir Jeu de con pour jeu de con Je peux bien m'arrêter boire une bière Voir des gens normaux sourire
Drôle de métier, drôle de métier Y a des soirs où faut avoir le moral Et le cur bien accroché Dans ce métier, oui drôle de métier Le moral et le cur bien accroché
Pas de prime de risque pour la déprime dans mon métier Non, pas de cadeau, pas de coup d'éponge Comme un cheval aveugle Poussé dans un terrain miné Tu fais un faux pas tu plonge
Drôle de métier, drôle de métier Y a des soirs où faut avoir le moral Et le cur bien accroché Dans ce métier, oui drôle de métier Le moral et le cur bien accroché
Drôle de métier, oui drôle de métier Y a des soir où faut avoir le moral Et le reste bien accroché Dans ce métier, qu'est mon métier Le moral et le reste bien accrocher
La Goualante Du Pauvre Jean
Composer(s): Marguerite Monnot - René Rouzaud
First release by: Edith Piaf - 1955
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1956 - Poor People Of Paris (Les Baxter)
1957 - Stakkels John (Grethe & Jørgen Ingmann)
Esgourdez rien qu'un instant La goualante du pauvre Jean Que les femmes n'aimaient pas Mais n'oubliez pas Dans la vie 'y a qu'une morale Qu'on soit riche ou sans un sou Sans amour on n'est rien du tout Il vivait au jour le jour Dans la soie et le velours Il piaussait dans de beaux draps Mais n'oubliez pas Dans la vie on est peau d'balle Quand notre coeur est au clou Sans amour on n'est rien du tout Il bectait chez les barons Il guinchait dans les salons Et lichait tous les tafias Mais n'oubliez pas Rien ne vaut une belle fille Qui partage notre ragoût Sans amour on n'est rien du tout Pour gagner des picaillons Il fut un méchant larron On le saluait bien bas Mais n'oubliez pas Un jour on fait la pirouette Et derrière les verrous Sans amour on n'est rien du tout Esgourdez bien jeunes gens Profitez de vos vingt ans On ne les a qu'une fois Et n'oubliez pas Plutôt qu'une cordelette Mieux vaut une femme à son cou Sans amour on n'est rien du tout Et voilà mes brave gens La goualante du pauvre Jean Qui vous dit en vous quittant Aimez-vous...
Drivin' My Life Away Composer(s): David Malloy - Eddie Rabbitt - Even Stevens
Performer(s): Eddie Rabbit
and multiple other artists
Well, the midnight headlight Find you on a rainy night Steep grade up ahead Slow me down makin' no time I gotta keep rollin' Those windshield wipers Slappin' out a tempo Keepin' perfect rhythm With the song on the radio Gotta keep rollin'
Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a better way, for me Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a sunny day
Well the truck stop cutie Comin' on to me Tried to talk me into a ride Said I wouldnt be sorry But she was just a baby Ah, waitress pour me another cup of coffee Pop me down jack me up Shoot me out flyin' down the highway Lookin' for the morning
Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a better way, for me Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a sunny day
Well, the midnight headlight Find you on a rainy night Steep grade up ahead Slow me down makin' no time I gotta keep rollin' Those windshield wipers Slappin' out a tempo Keepin' perfect rhythm With the song on the radio Gotta keep rollin'
Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a better way, for me Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a sunny day
Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a better way, for me Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a sunny day, yeah
Oooooooh, I'm driving my life away Lookin' for a better way, for me
La Gota De Rocio Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez and multiple other artists
La gota de rocio del cielo se cayo y en ella el amor mio la carita se lavo pero era tan temprano que n salia el sol y se helaron las manos y mejillas de mi amor crei que las estrellas la iban a buscar y que en su cara bella se ponian a jugar me dijo: tengo frio acercame calor y fui con tanto brio que encendi su corazon y mientras la besaba me dijo en un temblor esto es lo que faltaba para que saliera el sol !oh! gota de rocio no dejes de caer para que el amor mio siempre me quiera tener
Driving Me Mad Composer(s): Neil Finn
Performer(s): Neil Finn
Deadlines again Feel like hiding out No sign of comfort yet Have a nap while no one's looking Bring some inspiration to the man In my head A namesake out of reach Strange days upon us now We leave the dust of conversation Hanging in the light above the bed
Leave me now Cos tonight it's driving me mad I guess I'll be all right But tonight it's driving me mad
Year after year Demons always come Fail to materialise Way beyond my understanding Find my only comfort in your hands
Hold me now Cos tonight it's driving me mad This dream can fill you up But tonight it's driving me mad
Hey diamond girl Restless in my head Say what lies between us A host of everyday distractions But most of all it's music taking me
It's driving me mad Still I can't refuse Even when it's driving me mad I guess I'll be all right When tomorrow brings some relief This dream can fill you up So put it out and find what's underneath
Driving Me Crazy Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): Phil Collins
No matter where you go Ill be there No matter where you hide Ill find you Ill be there looking through the window watching everything you do Theres no escaping me Ill be like your worst enemy Im right behind you every place you run to Ill be there with you
Cos being without you is driving me crazy Oh I just dont know what to do Yes being without you is driving me crazy Cos all I want is you . And I like it
If all the worlds a stage and we are, Were only just two crazy players Please understand why I just cant go on without you anymore Theres no escaping me I want you back, cant you see Im losing all control and cannot guarantee my sanity
Cos being without you is driving me crazy And I dont know what to do Yes being without you is driving me crazy Cos all I want is you Being without you is driving me crazy I dont know how long Ill last Being without you is driving me crazy Feel my pulse its going so fast
You, youre driving me crazy Me, Im out of my mind You, youre making me crazy Me, Im running out of time
I am your conscience, Im your guide I know just what you feel inside I share your darkest thoughts with you but share no consequences for them Theres no escaping me Im with you while you sleep I hear your lies, I hear your truth I hear you speak before you do
But being without you is driving me crazy And I dont know what to do Yes being without you is driving me crazy Cos all I want is you Being without you is driving me crazy I dont know how long Ill last Being without you is driving me crazy Feel my pulse its going so fast
The Swallow (Spanish Version: La Golondrina) Composer(s): Thos. M. Westrup - Narciso Serradel Sevilla
Whither so swiftly the timid swallow? What distant bourne seeks her untiring wing? To reach it safe, what needle does she follow When darkness wraps the poor wee storm tossed thing? To build her nest near to my couch I'll call her Why go so far skies bright and warm to keep Safe would she be No evil should befall her For I'm an exile sad, too sad to weep My fatherland is dear but I too have left it Far am I from the spot where I was born Cheerless in life, fierce storms joy bereft it Made me an exile life-long and forlorn Come then to me, sweet feathered pilgrim stranger Oh! let me clasp you to my loving breast And lest your warbling safe from danger Unwanted tears bring relief and rest
La Giostra (The-Merry-Go-Round) Composer(s): Ellstein - Manning Performer(s): Dean Martin
(La giostra d'amore La giostra d'amore La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love)
When I want your carress And your eyes tell me yes But your lips tell me no Round in circles I go, on love's la giostra
(The merry-go-round)
With my feet off the ground On that merry-go-round I go nowhere, but fast Oh, how long will I last, on love's la giostra ?
When my head's in a spin You give out, you give in And your kisses are sweet Then my heart's at your feet, just as before Being in love is like taking a ride on a giostra La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love
(La giostra d'amore La giostra d'amore La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love)
When my head's in a spin You give out, you give in And your kisses are sweet When my heart's at your feet, just as before Being in love is like taking a ride on la giostra La giostra (?) So, merry-go-round of love
Ive been driving in my car, its not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in Fifty-Nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the Governor calls me a slob But I dont really care, give me some gas and the open air
Its a bit old but its mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebodys fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha
Ive been driving in my car, it dont look much but Ive been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, Ive even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, youre mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were o.k., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, Im satisfied Ive got this far
I like driving in my car, it dont look much but Ive been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, its not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, Im satisfied Ive got this far
La Gente Composer(s): Lucio Milena Performer(s): Javier Solís
La gente, te encuentro solitaria entre la gente perdida entre la burla que es hiriente la gente, la gente que murmura y que no siente lo intenso de mi amor apasionado que es llama de dolor y no pecado pues nace desde el propio corazón
La gente, y tú estás junto a mí frente a la gente luchando ante la ley ardientemente la gente, la gente que te arrastra nuevamente tratando de arrancarte de mi lado no entiende que yo estoy desesperado no quiero perderte otra vez entre la gente
La gente, y tú estás junto a mí frente a la gente luchando ante la ley ardientemente la gente, la gente que te arrastra nuevamente tratando de arrancarte de mi lado no entiende que yo estoy desesperado no quiero perderte otra vez entre la gente
Driving Wheel Composer(s): T-Bone Burnett - Billy Swan First release by: T-Bone Burnett - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
All I want is a love that's hot Can't be sold and it can't be bought Love don't try to be something it's not All I need is a love that's real Love won't rob and love won't steal Love that moves like a drivin' wheel Well, all I want is a drivin' wheel Well, all I want is a drivin' wheel All round up, is my ideal Jump!
All I want is a love that's right To hold on to with all my might Early in the morning and late at night All I need is a love that's real Love won't rob and love won't steal Love that moves like a drivin' wheel Well, all I want is a drivin' wheel All I want is a drivin' wheel All round up, is my ideal
La Génération Perdue Composer(s): Johnny Hallyday Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Les mains tendues, tu réclames ta liberté À ton père qui ne peut pas et ne veux pas comprendre Il voudrait te voir derrière son établi Un marteau en main toute ta vie Samedi soir la sortie est obligatoire Et s'arrête au cinéma
Et dans les froids moments de l'incertitude Il y a au plus profond de ta solitude Derrière les murs de l'incompréhension Un espoir rempli de passion Tu prendras l'avenir comme il te viendra Si tu veux il sera pour toi
Et dans les rues mouillées aux couleurs de l'ennui Et ce chien qui hurle au silence de la nuit Ton cur trop serré à envie d'exploser À la face d'un monde résigné Tes yeux aveuglés par l'enfance trompée S'ouvriront sur la vérité
Ta génération en veux à la terre entière Le long des routes il ne trouve que la misère Mais tes doigts sont en or et sur ta guitare Tu joueras pour sortir du noir Devant les lumières de la célébrité Tu pourras faire briller le nom Que ton père t'as donné Que ton père t'as donné Ouais, que ton père t'as donné
My sweetheart has gone and I am so lonely She said that she and I are through So I started out drinking for past time Driving nails in my coffin over you
Im just driving nails in my coffin Every time I drink a bottle of booze Im just driving nails in my coffin Lord, drivin those nails over you
Now ever since the day that we parted Well Ive been so lonely and so blue And Im always thinking of you only And I just cant quit drinking that old booze
Im just driving nails in my coffin Every time I drink a bottle of booze Im just driving nails in my coffin Lord, drivin those nails over you
Now you turned me down you dont want me Theres nothing now I can loose Im just driving those nails in my coffin And worrying my darling over you
Im just driving nails in my coffin Every time I drink a bottle of booze Im just driving nails in my coffin Lord, drivin those nails over you
Non ho nessuno a parte te che mi ha tradito come sai io mi sento un'auto che non ha non ha più il motore e mi sento un uomo che vivrà nel suo dolore nel dolore solo nel suo dolore ormai Eppur mi sento forte, sai sarà perché non odio mai di certo non dovrei soffrir così così inutilmente solamente perché hai detto un si stupidamente stupidamente con il cervello assente Amica mia quanto costa una bugia un dolore che dividiamo in due tra noi la gelosia quando arriva non va più via col silenzio tu mi rispondi che col tuo pianto tu mi rispondi che coi tuoi occhi tu mi rispondi che lo sai La gelosia più la scacci e più l'avrai tu eri mia di chi sei più no lo sai complicità ma che gran valore ha sincerità che fortuna chi ce l'ha E' qui il serpente è arrivato è qui seduto in mezzo a noi lui ti mangia il cuore come fosse un pomodoro così diventi pazzo tu o come un toro come un toro purtroppo non ragioni più Amica mia quanto costa una bugia un dolore che dividiamo In due tra noi la gelosia quando arriva non va più via col silenzio tu mi rispondi che col tuo pianto tu mi rispondi che coi tuoi occhi tu mi rispondi che lo sai La gelosia più la scacci e più l'avrai tu eri mia di chi sei più non lo sai complicità ma che gran valore ha sincerità che fortuna chi ce l'ha
Drivin' Composer(s): Ray Davies
Performer(s): The Kinks
It seems like all the world is fighting They're even talking of a war Let all the Russians and the Chinese And the Spanish do their fighting The sun is shining We're going drivin', drivin'
Drop all your work Leave it behind Forget all your problems And get in my car And take a drive with me
The sandwiches are packed The tea is in the flask We've plenty of beer And gooseberry tarts So take a drive with me
We'll take your mother if you want to We'll have a picnic on the grass Forget your nephews And your cousins and your brothers and your sisters They'll never miss us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'
Thousands of trees Hundreds of fields Millions of birds So why don't you come And take a drive with me
We'll talk to the cows And laugh at the sheep We'll lie in a field And we'll have a sleep So take a drive with me
And all the troubled world around us Seems an eternity away And all the debt collectors Rent collectors All will be behind us But they'll never find us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'
Passed Barnet Church Up to Potters Bar We won't be home late It's not very far So take a drive with me, take a drive with me Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin'
La Gaviota Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Corrían los días de fines de guerra y había un soldado regresando intacto intacto del frío mortal de la tierra intacto de flores de horror en su cuarto
Elevó los ojos, respiró profundo la palabra cielo se hizo en su boca y como si no hubiera más en el mundo por el firmamento pasó una gaviota
Gaviota, gaviota, vals del equilibrio cadencia increíble, llamada en el hombro Gaviota, gaviota, blancura del lirio aire y bailarina, gaviota de asombro
¿A dónde te marchas, canción de la brisa tan rápida, tan detenida disparo en la sien y metralla en la risa gaviota que pasa y se lleva la vida?
Corrían los días de fines de guerra pasó una gaviota volando, volando lento, como un tiempo de amor que se cierra imperio de ala, de cielo y de cuándo
Gaviota, gaviota, vals del equilibrio cadencia increíble, llamada en el hombro Gaviota, gaviota, blancura del lirio aire y bailarina, gaviota de asombro
Corrían los días de fines de guerra pasó una gaviota volando y el que anduvo intacto rodó por la tierra huérfano, desnudo, herido, sangrando
Drives Me Wild Composer(s): Lee Brilleaux - John Martin - Gypie Mayo - John B. Sparks
Performer(s): Dr. Feelgood
Well I mean You look good to me Something you got Has got a hold of me
But honey, baby what can I say I can't help it you don't run away Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild
You're big for your size you look young for your age You hurt my sides when I close to your face
But honey, baby what can I say I can't help ityou don't run away Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild
Well I mean You look good to me Something you got Has got a hold of me
But honey, baby what can I say I can't help it you don't run away Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild Your body Your body Your body Your body drives me wild
