Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Las Cosas Que Uno Quiere Composer(s): Rubén Goldin Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Yo tengo para mis amigos la libertad de dejarlos solos cuando quieran matarse en un recuerdo Yo quiero para mis amigos la mejor tierra un mate calentito en el invierno y una triguena que les quite el sueño
Y en las tardes mansas una nueva cancion que hable de ellos de la gente que uno quiere de la gente que uno quiere de la gente que uno quiere No puedo ver esos muchachos en la derrota parados en el medio de la vida sin saber que hacer
Yo quiero que juntemos nuestras fuerzas y mueran los miedos creciendo para arriba sin veneno como crece el maiz Esto no es un juego, lo sabemos muy bien la vida no es una novela levantamos los brazos hacia el sol Y en las tardes mansas una nueva cancion que hable de ellas de las cosas que uno quiere
Beautiful World
Composer(s): Paul Carrack - T-Bone Wolk
Performer(s): Paul Carrack
Beautiful World, you taught me to remember All the feelings, I lost along the way I was afraid, alone in my confusion Running and hiding `stead of living from day to day When we were walking, we touched the summer flowers And I saw the wonder, oh in a young child`s eye Well I looked around and saw how truly grateful That I should be for all the love I`ve found
Beautiful World well you shook me to my senses And opened my eyes to the love inside of me It`s up to me, if I can always believe In the way I see it now, what a Beautiful World It would always be
Las Cosas Del Amor ((French & Italian Versions: Les Choses De L'amour (by Dalida); Credo Nell'amore (by Dalida)) Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi - Paul de Senneville - Gefingal Performer(s): Dalida
Una cita en abril, entre nubes y sol Esperando feliz, pendiente del reloj Y juntos otra vez, tratar de descubrir el cómo y el porqué, me quieres e yo a ti Mirarnos nada mas, que con el corazón Andando sin notar, que cae un chaparrón Volver a recordar, la dulce sensación Del beso sin final, de aquel primer adiós
Ayer hoy y mañana creamos entre dos Con gestos y palabras Las cosas del amor
El sabor del café, que hay que recalentar Tu sabes bien porqué, en cada despertar El tren donde te vas, por la primera vez Que nos horas llenar, de besos el andén Darte celos por ver, tu desesperación Abrazarnos después, riéndonos los dos Reñir sin mas ni mas, sabiendo que otra vez Podremos disfrutar, la dicha de volver
Ayer hoy y mañana creamos entre dos Con gestos y palabras Las cosa del amor
Una cita en Octubre, con el ultimo sol Del verano que ya, el otoño enfrió Amarnos otra vez, sintiéndonos tú y yo Distintos desde ayer, iguales desde hoy Ver sin ningún temor, el tiempo que se va Muy juntos al calor, de la felicidad El niño que a los dos, se nos parecerá Nos guía con su vez, hacia la eternidad
Ayer hoy y mañana creamos entre dos Con gestos y palabras Las cosas del amor
Beautiful Things
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse
First performance by: Anthony Newley - 1967
I can't explain what it is that he is
But he is what he is for a very good reason
I can't explain why he does what he does
But he does what he does cause his heart is pure
If that much, I'm sure
Im sure from the way he spoke the other day
He lives in a world of fantasy
And that is a world I plan to see
Fantasy, can't you see?
The world is full of beautiful things
Butterfly wings, fairy tale kings
And each new day undoubtedly brings
Still more beautiful things
The world abounds with many delights
Magical sights, fanciful flights
And those who dream on beautiful nights
Dream of beautiful things
Beautiful days for sunshine lazin'
Beautiful skies and shores
Beautiful days when I can gaze
In beautiful eyes - like yours
Our lives tick by like pendulum swings
Poor little things, puppets on strings
Life is full of beautiful things
Beautiful people too
Beautiful people
Like you
Les Choses De L'amour ((Italian & Spanish Versions: Credo Nell'amore (by Dalida); Las Cosas Del Amor (by Dalida)) Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi - Paul de Senneville Performer(s): Dalida
Un rendez-vous d'avril au bord de la tamise Et deux curs qui s'allument soudain au coin du jour Partir le soir ensemble pour découvrir Venise Et retrouver Paris en découvrant l'amour Dîner sans ce presser le cur au fond des yeux Et marcher sous la pluie ne sachant pas qu'il pleut Revoir un film d'amour qui nous ressemble un peu Et ce serre la main quand ils se disent adieux
Voilà, les mots les gestes qui font nos nuits nos jours Les souvenirs qui reste des choses de l'amour
Le café du matin posé au coin du lit Et qu'il faut réchauffer parce qu'il c'est refroidit Le train ou tu t'en va pour la première fois Le quai ou tu reviens et je ne vois que toi Te rendre un peu jaloux et rire de tes colères Qui me rassure surtout quand il fait froid l'hiver Claquer la porte soudain pour ce défaire de nous Ce quitter pour un rien ce retrouver pour tous
Voilà, les mots les gestes qui font nos nuits nos jours Les souvenirs qui reste des choses de l'amour
Un rendez-vous d'octobre au bord de la tamise Et deux curs se retrouvent dans la nuit qui frissonne Refaire l'amour ensemble en revoyant Venise Et n'avoir peur de rien pas même de l'automne Voir les années qui passe avec la certitude Que quoi que le temps fasse avec ses habitudes L'enfant qui te ressemble et qu'on aura demain Pourra nous continuer jusqu'au dernier matin
Voilà, les mots les gestes qui font nos nuits nos jours Les souvenirs qui reste des choses de l'amour
Beautiful Thing
Composer(s): Henry Kapono
Performer(s): Henry Kapono
I feel so lonely
I feel so empty inside
Just tell me one thing
Is this what love is like?
All I wanted was a beautiful thing
All I wanted was the love we had
All I wanted was you in my life
All I wanted was you in my life
She stole my thunder
She took my breath away
Now I sit and I wonder
Will I ever see her again?
All I wanted was a beautiful thing
All I wanted was the love we had
All I wanted was you in my life
All I wanted was you in my life
Las Cartas De Laura Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Zas
Son tan breves las cartas de Laura desde París escribe, Laura Se fue con la intención de crecer sin mutilación Nada que recordar nadie para ver y aunque se porte mal no hay por qué temer
Conozco tus estados, Laura ya no firmas las cartas, Laura Si perdiste el control y las cosas se ponen peor tiempo para pedir y tiempo para dar tiempo para servir y más para luchar
Y yo soy el que te espera como a nadie esperé Laura de cualquier manera primero apaga tu sed
Ya que lo soñaste todo, Laura alguna vez me lo vas a contar si queda algo en tu interior que por vergüenza o por pudor No me queres decir es mejor guardar pensá que también aquí hay tanto o más que ocultar
Y yo soy el que te espera como a nadie esperé Laura de cualquier manera primero apaga tu sed
Y yo soy el que te espera como a nadie esperé Laura de cualquier manera primero apaga tu sed
Beautiful Sunday
Composer(s): Daniel Boone - MacQueen
Performer(s): Daniel Boone
Sunday morning, up with the lark I think I'll take a walk in the park Hey hey hey, it's a beautiful day I've got someonme waiting for me And when I see herI know that she'll say Hey hey hey, what a beautiful day
Hi hi hi, beautiful Sunday This is my my my beautiful day When you said said said said that you loved me Oh my my my its a beautiful day
Birds are singing, you by my side Lets take a car and go for a ride Hey hey hey, it's a beautiful day We'll drive on and follow the sun Making Sunday go on and on Hey hey hey it's a beautiful day
Hi hi hi, beautiful Sunday This is my my my beautiful day When you said said said said that you loved me Oh my my my its a beautiful day
Strangely beautiful Beautiful strange That's what we said Instead of the name If you count the times He took all the blame You would find the reason Behind the game
In the darkness We must look for the way Words so strange That only the mind can say If it makes no mind What color or holy day Why is this game The only one that we play
Dive inside your soul if you wanna know The light inside the darkness forever glows The son is like the diamond inside the coal And like an embryo it grows and grows
Las Alturas De Machu Picchu Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Tu voz alguien la calló tu honor, la espada, humilló igual que a un cóndor preso así, se te encarceló Servir al conquistador creer en su mismo dios vivir sin tus raíces así, se te condenó Sube a buscar, sube a buscar, aquí, libertad sube a encontrar, sube a encontrar, aquí, tu verdad las alturas de Machu Picchu nadie llegó a conquistar las alturas de Machu Picchu nadie llegó a conquistar Aquí, adoraste al sol aquí, se acató tu ley aquí, no fuiste esclavo aquí, siempre fuiste rey Sube a nacer, sube a nacer, aquí, otra vez sube a aprender, sube a aprender, aquí, otra vez las alturas de Machu Picchu guardan la luz de tu ayer las alturas de Machu Picchu guardan la luz de tu ayer ... Y el indio llora y al rezar mira al sol, mira al sol y se pregunta sin cesar si su dios le olvidó Sube a buscar, sube a buscar, aquí, libertad sube a encontrar, sube a encontrar, aquí, tu verdad las alturas de Machu Picchu nadie llegó a conquistar Sube a nacer, sube a nacer, aquí, otra vez las alturas de Machu Picchu guardan la luz de tu ayer las alturas de Machu Picchu guardan la luz de tu ayer
You have all read the wonderful stories Of the countries far over the sea From whence came our ancestors To establish this land of the free There are some folk who still like to travel To see what they have over there But when they go look, it's not like the book And they find there is none to compare
With beautiful, beautiful Queensland Out where the wild flowers grow (flowers grow) We're proud of our beautiful climate Where we never see ice or snow You can live on the plains or the mountains Or down where the sea breezes blow And you're still in beautiful Queensland The most wonderful state that I know
An old timer called the ?...............? And the fiddle was playing three quarter I held your hand with a new wedding band While Nelly sang Alan Water And even now when we're older dear I still hold a sweet memory Of our wedding ball and the bridal waltz They played for you and me
Las Acacias Composer(s): Jorge Molina Performer(s): Silva Y Villalba and multiple other artists
Ya no vive nadie en ella A la orilla del camino silenciosa está la casa Se diría que sus puertas se cerraron para siempre Se cerraron para siempre sus ventanas Gime el viento en los aleros Desmoronándose las tapias Y en sus piedras cabecean Combatidas por el viento ¡Ay! que viento, las acacias Combatidas por el viento las acacias Dolorido ¡ay! dolorido Fatigado de este viaje Tan largo viaje que es la vida He pasado por las puertas de mi estancia Y una historia a mí me contaron las acacias Todo ha muerto, la alegría y el bullicio Los que fueron la alegría y el calor de aquella casa Unos muertos, muertos y otros vivos, vivos Que tenían muy muerta el alma Se marcharon para siempre de esta casa
Beautiful People
Composer(s): Kenny O'Dell
First release by: Kenny O'Dell - 1967
You've just got to be one of the most Beautiful people in the whole wide world It's true - it's true - it's true And I love you
You're so easy to make conversation with And nobody else can please me that way No one can say that you're a wallflower Cause you've always got something groovy to say
You've just got to be one of the most Beautiful people in the whole wide world It's true - it's true - it's true And I love you
Talk about a girl with a sweet disposition You oughta have a room full of ribbons And wear 'em in your hair every day of the week for me
People turn around they know we're the happiest People today in this whole town And it's no wonder that they kinda wonder If we're not the grooviest couple around
You've just got to be one of the most Beautiful people in the whole wide world It's true - it's true - it's true And I love you
You've just got to be one of the most Beautiful people in the whole wide world It's true - it's true - it's true I love you
I do - I do - I do Mmmm - I love ya
You've just got to be one of the most Beautiful people in the whole wide world It's true - it's true - it's true And I love you
L'artiste Composer(s): J.P. Calvet - C. Level Performer(s): Annie Cordy
Les jours de la s'maine Et tous les week ends Sur toutes les scènes J'existe Je fais des claquettes Je fais des pirouettes Et des galipettes En piste Un jour j'ai choisi Le rire à tout prix Et j'ai toujours pris Mes risques Je fais de mon mieux Mes sauts périlleux Je suis dans vos yeux L'artiste
Même si j'ai tremblé Avant mon entrée Les fameux soirs de première Devant le rideau J'ai un numéro Toujours rigolo Pour plaire Je dois ressembler À la blonde dorée Qui sourit sur mes affiches Le rire aux éclats C'est dans mon contrat Tant pis si l'artiste Est triste
Ma vie, mes amours Passeront toujours En supplément au programme J'n'en demande pas plus Je suis un gugusse Bien avant d'être une femme Mais ne croyez pas Que j'ai malgré ça Une vie meilleure ou pire J'aime ce que je fais Et je ne donnerais Pas ma place pour Un empire même si parfois ma maison, mon chien les fleurs du jardin me manquent c'est que j'ai choisi de risquer ma vie sur le fil des saltimbanques.
Mais vous êtes là Ce soir c'est gala Qui a dit que j'étais triste Mesdames et messieurs C'était pas sérieux Un p'tit bravo pour l'artiste!
Beautiful Pea Green Boat
Composer(s): Laurie Anderson - Edwin Lear
Performer(s): Laurie Anderson
I'm lying in the shade of my family tree I'm a branch that broke off What will become of me?
Dear Mom, I'm lying here in this queen-sized bed I'm thinking back To all the stories you read to me About the little animals who went to sea In their beautiful pea green boat But I can't remember now What happened then? Dear Mom, how does it end?
The owl and the pussycat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat They took some honey and lots of money Wrapped in a five pound note The owl looked up to the stars above And sang to a small guitar O lovely pussy! Pussy my love! What a wonderful pussy you are
Let us be married Too long we've tarried But what shall we do for a ring? What shall we do for a ring? Hey! Hey!
They sailed away for a year and a day To the land where the bong tree grows And there in a wood a piggy wig stood A ring at the end of his nose A ring at the end of his nose
And hand in hand at the edge of the sand They danced by the light of the By the light of the, by the light of the moon
And hand in hand at the edge of the sand They danced by the light of the By the light of the, by the light of the moon The moon, the moon Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Laroo, Laroo, Lilli Bolero Composer(s): Sylvia Dee - Sidney Lippman - Elizabeth Moore Performer(s): Peggy Lee and multiple other artists
Laroo laroo lilli bolero That's a magic sayin' That I heard one day in Napoli When a fortune teller In a dim lit cellar said to me "You say laroo lilli bolero And just like that quick as an arrow You'll find the boy who's meant for you" and sure enough it all came true Laroo laroo lilli bolero
Beautiful Noise
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
Performer(s): Neil Diamond
and multiple other artists
What a beautiful noise Comin' up from the street Got a beautiful sound It's got a beautiful beat It's a beautiful noise Goin' on everywhere Like the clickety-clack Of a train on a track It's got a rhytm to spare
It's a beautiful noise And it's a sound that I love And it fits me as well As a hand in a glove Yes it does, yes it does
What a beautiful noise Comin' up from the park It's the song of this kids And it plays until dark
It's the song of the cars On their furious flights But there's even romance In the way that they dance To the beat of the lights
It's a beautiful noise And it's a sound that I love And ist makes me feel good Like a hand in a glove Yes it does, yes it does What a beautiful noise
It's a beautiful noise Made of joy and of strife Like a symphony played By the passing parade It's the music of life
What a beautiful noise Comin' into my room And it's beggin' for me Just to give it a tune
L'arlecchino Gitano ((French & German Versions: L'arlequin De Tolède (by Dalida); Komm, Senorita, Komm (by Dalida)) Composer(s): Ardiente - Hubert Giraud - Jean Dréjac Performer(s): Dalida
Quando un vibrar di chitarra Accorata e bizzarra Nasce cercando la luna Che risplende serena Un arlecchino gitano Arriva da lontano E canta la serenata Ai segni di Granata
E' primavera là nell'Estramadura Sboccia la gioventù che pero non dura Triste l'autunno già viene con la sera Meglio percio baciar ogni bocca che puoi trovar
Quell'Arlecchino gitano Che arrivo da lontano Desta un vibrar di chitarra Accorata e bizzarra E sotto un raggio di luna Rivede Colombina Che ascolta la sereneta Nel cielo di Granata
E'primavera là nell'Estramadura Lei lo lascio perchè mai l'amore dura E quando lo bacio non fu mai sincera Meglio dimenticar alla bianca luna cantar
Quando un vibrar di chitarra Accorata e bizzarra Nasce cercando la luna Che risplende serena Un arlecchino gitano Arriva da lontano E canta la serenata Ai sogni di Granata
E' primavera ancor nell'Estramadura Egli ha vent'anni in cuor e non si dipera Certo una bocca ancor troverà sincera Che gli farà scordar chi lo volle un giorno lasciar
