Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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T'es Beau, Tu Sais Composer(s): Henri Contet - Georges Moustaki Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Ute Lemper
T'es beau, tu sais Et ça s'entend lorsque tu passes T'es beau, c'est vrai J'en suis plus belle quand tu m'embrasses Je te dessine du bout du doigt Ton front, tes yeux, tes yeux, ta bouche Comment veux-tu dessiner ça? La main me tremble quand j'y touche... T'es beau, mon grand Et moi, vois-tu, je suis si petite T'es beau tout le temps Que ça me grandit quand j'en profite
Reste là, ne bouge pas Laisse-moi t'imaginer T'as l'air d'être l'été Celui qui pleut jamais Reste là, bouge pas Laisse-moi quand même t'aimer Je ne peux même pas penser Que je te méritais
T'es beau, tu sais Ça m'impressionne comme les églises T'es beau, c'est vrai Jusqu'à ta mère qu'en est surprise Tu me réchauffes et tu m'endors Tu fais soleil, tu fais colline Viens contre moi, il pleut dehors Mon cur éclate dans ma poitrine T'es beau partout C'est trop facile d'être sincère T'es beau, c'est tout T'as pas besoin de lumière
Il était beau et c'était vrai Mais la gosse ne le voyait pas Ses yeux perdus à tout jamais Il en pleurait Quand il guidait ses pas
T'es beau, tu sais T'es beau, c'est vrai T'es beau, tu sais T'es beau, c'est vrai...
My Silent Love Composer(s): Edward Heyman; Dana Suesse Performer(s): Dick Haymes and various other artists Made famous by: Isham Jones
I reach for you like I'd reach for a star Worshipping you from afar, living with my silent love I'm like a flame dying out in the rain Only the ashes remain, smouldering like my silent love How I long to tell all the things I have planned Still it's wrong to tell, you would not understand You'll go along never dreaming I care Loving somebody somewhere, leaving me my silent love
Da Doo Ron Ron (When He Walked Me Home) Composer(s): Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich - Phil Spector First release by: The Crystals - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1963 - Da Doo Ron Ron (French Version) (Frank Alamo) 1979 - Da Doo Ron Ron (Finnish Version) (Mona Carita)
I met him on a Monday and my heart stood still Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Somebody told me that his name was Bill Dda doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Yes, my heart stood still Yes, his name was Bill And when he walked me home Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron He knew what he was doin' when he caught my eye Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron He looked so quiet but my oh my Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Yes, he caught my eye Yes, but my oh my And when he walked me home Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Picked me up at seven and he looked so fine Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Someday soon I'm gonna make him mine Daa doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Yes, he looked so fine Yes, I'll make him mine And when he walked me home Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Yeah, yeah, yeah Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron ron
Terug Van Weggeweest Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Je had een vrouw, een huis Je had je eigen leven Maar 't bleek een weg die dood liep Je bent weer terug gegaan Je loopt weer door de stad Waar alles is begonnen Probeert het te vergeten Niet stil te blijven staan
Je vrienden in 't cafe, ze zijn niet veel veranderd De ene is wat dikker en de ander is getrouwd Je lacht alleen niet meer om alle flauwe grappen Ze bleven ouwe jongens, je werd alleen maar oud
Je voelt je als een slak op wie het leven zout legt De last van het verleden ligt loodzwaar op je rug Een parelmoeren schelpvol jeugdherinneringen En durf je niet meer verder, dan kijk je daar in terug
Je wilde toch vooruit Je wilde naar de vrijheid Maar 't werd een kale kamer voor veel te veel verhuurd Je nam een meisje mee 't Leek weer net als vroeger Maar eigenlijk wou je slapen
Hou eindelijk eens op Te zeuren over vroeger Degene die steeds omkijkt Die valt op z'n gezicht Je bent alleen maar bang Voor wat er nog kan komen Het kan zoveel niet wezen Hou nou je mond eens dicht
Toch wil je 't overdoen Maar waar moet je beginnen Je hebt te vaak geaarzeld Te vaak verkeerd beslist Je bent alleen verdwaald Het bos is groot en donker De kruimels brood verdwenen
D.O.A.
Composer(s): Rick Cobb - Ed Grundy - Steve Hill - Lee Pickens - James Rutledge - Nick Taylor
Performer(s): Bloodrock
Laying here looking at the ceiling Someone lays a sheet across my chest Something warm is flowing down my fingers Pain is flowing all through my back
I try to move my arms and there's no feeling And when I look I see there's nothing there The face beside me stopped it totally bleeding The girl I knew has such a distant stare
I remember We were flying along and hit something in the air I remember We were flying along and hit something in the air
Then I looked straight at the attendant His face is pale as it can be He bends and whispers something softly He says there's no chance for me
I remember We were flying along and hit something in the air I remember We were flying along and hit something in the air
Life is flowing out my body Pain is flowing out with my blood The sheets are red and moist where I'm lying God in Heaven, teach me how to die
I remember We were flying along and hit something in the air I remember We were flying along and hit something in the air
Terrible Operation Blues Performer(s): Georgia Tom Dorsey
Bring in the next patient, nurse
Get up on this table, pull off that gown Raise up that right leg, let that left one down Pull off them stockings, that silk underwear The doctor's got to cut you, mama, don't know where You got two or three tumors, shaped like a cube Two or three leaks in your inner tube Bring on that ether, bring on that gas The doctor's got to cut you, mama, yas, yas, yas The doctor knows to fix it, the doctor knows just what to do
Oh doctor, can I have a glass of water? Oh, not now Oh doctor, I'm so sick! Sh, be quiet, doctor ain't gonna hurt you Oh, what you gonna do with that long knife? Oh, that's just the doctor's tools Oh doctor, what you gon' do with that saw? Oh, we take off legs with that, that's all Ooooh! Be quiet, now, just a moment There you are, the doctor's through! Oh doctor, what did you take out of me? Oh, just a minute, I'll tell you, dear
Four monkey wrenches, two horse-shay Pair of old britches and a bale of hay Your ribs were kinda loosened, they moved about if I hadn't sewed you up, everything woulda fell out I put in new tubes, tightened up the exhaust Went into your hood and cleaned your spark plugs off Your body's kinda weak, don't be hard From now on you'll be careful with them there connection rods Alright, doctor!
The doctor knows to fix it, the doctor knows just what to do Gee, doctor, but I feel better That so? Yes, I feel kinda like I wanna do a little messin' 'round Fine, go ahead! Ooooh, my my my my That's the way patients do that come to this doctor, they don't die
Your body's kinda weak, don't be hard From now on you'll be careful with them there connection rods Alright, doctor! The doctor knows to fix it, the doctor knows just what to do
My Shoes Keep Walking Back To You Composer(s): Lee Ross; Bob Wills Originally performed by: Ray Price Covered by various other artists
I must say that I don't care Hold my head up in the air Even tell my friends I'm glad that you don't call But when the day is through my heartaches start anew And that's when I miss you most of all
And my arms keep reaching for you My eyes keep searching for you My lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to you
No matter how much I pretend I wish I had you back again Oh nothing else means half as much as you Our world just seemed to die the day you said goodbye And I can't forget no matter what I do
And my arms keep reaching for you My eyes keep searching for you Oh my lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to youI must say that I don't care Hold my head up in the air Even tell my friends I'm glad that you don't call But when the day is through my heartaches start anew And that's when I miss you most of all
And my arms keep reaching for you My eyes keep searching for you My lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to you
No matter how much I pretend I wish I had you back again Oh nothing else means half as much as you Our world just seemed to die the day you said goodbye And I can't forget no matter what I do
And my arms keep reaching for you My eyes keep searching for you Oh my lips keep calling for you And my shoes keep walking back to you
D.L.G.
Composer(s): Fito Paéz
Performer(s): Fito Paéz; Juan Carlos Baglietto
Y se abrirá todo el cielo
No será un día normal
Dspués de todo
Todo llega siempre de algún modo
Las profecías se dan
Apocalipsis de abajo
Un maremoto de amor
Fiesta en la calle
Un orgasmo que nunca se acabe
Día de resurrección
Y será y será un fuego un pantallazo un rayo luz conmovedor
Una tormenta una música infinita
Y será y será un fuego un pantallazo un rayo luz conmovedor
Una tormenta una música infinita
Negro animal de trabajo
Clama la luna por vos
Hijo cansado te observamos pero no te amamos
Cargas con todo el dolor
Gente de todos los lados
Vientos amigos de Dios
Carguen sus armas
Aunque sea cárguenlas de ganas
Y tírenle al cielo su amor
Y será y será un fuego un pantallazo un rayo luz conmovedor
Una tormenta una música infinita
y será y será un fuego un pantallazo un rayo luz conmovedor
Una tormenta una música infinita
If you ever feel that you want me back I know Id come running to you It may hurt my pride to do that but what else could I do Everyone I meet turns around and says whod believe it could happen to you
Its a terrible feeling to be left alone without a love to cling to Its really hurting to know that someone else will own the love he used to bring you
There were many times when I laughed at you How I feel youre laughing at me What a fool I was to doubt you when you believed in me If I have to face life without you then the world holds nothing for me
Its a terrible feeling to be left alone without a love to cling to Its really hurting to know that someone else will own the love he used to bring you
Its a terrible feeling to be left alone without a love to cling to
My Ship Composer(s): Ira Gershwin; Kurt Weill Originally performed by: Gertrude Lawrence Covered by various other artists
My ship has sails that are made of silk The decks are trimmed with gold And of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold
My ship's aglow with a million pearls And rubies fill each bin The sun sits high in a sapphire sky when my ship comes in
I can wait the years Till it appears One fine day one spring But the pearls and such They won't mean much if there's missing just one thing
I do not care if that day arrives That dream need never be If the ship I sing doesn't also bring My own true love to me If the ship I sing doesn't also bring my own true love to me
Un día de Abril
En metros me di mi hogar
Para saber si
En el podría entrar...
No sé si él
Vive en un D.F.L. 2
Si habita en la catedral
O si paga pensión...
Un día, yo
En metros me di mi hogar
Para saber si Dios
En el podría entrar...
No sé si Dios
Vive en un D.F.L. 2
Si habita la catedral
O si paga pensión
Me respondió
Yo vivo en cualquier lugar
Yo soy el vino y el pan
Que sobra o que no está...
Y ahora Dios
Debajo de un puente está
Haciendo una catedral...
On vient de découvrir une terre nouvelle À des millions d'années-lumière dans le ciel Là-bas au delà des montagnes de demain Son ciel nouveau nous bâtira des lendemains À coup de rêves De pelletées de bonheur Une aube neuve qui se lève Pour nous bâtir des jours meilleurs Et nous faire enfin voir la vie Comme nul ne l'avait osé Ces merveilles à l'infini Par les yeux de la liberté Sans souci de l'avenir de notre planète Qui pourrait ce désagréger, tomber en miettes Nous partirons le coeur libre et les bras ouvert Les yeux perdus dans tout le bleu de l'univers Notre vieux monde Dans l'épaisseur de la nuit Tournera une folle ronde Seul, avec nos millions d'ennuis Seul, avec toutes les misères Et le poids de tout les tourments Que nous laisserons sur la terre Pour nous enfuir plus librement Et tous les hommes partiront main dans la main Avec l'espoir de se créer des lendemains Aux coeurs desquels vivront jusqu'à l'éternité En paix tout les hommes de bonne volonté
Nous partirons avec aux lèvres une chansons Prêt à bâtir une autre civilisation Dans laquelle vivront jusqu'à l'éternité En paix tout les hommes de bonne volonté
Ensemble Composer(s): J. Bouquet - J. Mason - L. Reed
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu
Mon coeur en est sûr et certain Il aime un coeur et c'est le tien Tout seul ton coeur est triste Tout seul mon coeur s'attriste Un seul remède laissons-les laissons-les
Ensemble tous les deux Ensemble ils sont heureux Rien n'existe pour eux Que de parler d'amour Ensemble tous les deux Ensemble ils ont pour eux Un monde merveilleux Un monde fait d'amour
Tu vois ils savent se parler Trouver les mots les inventer Ton coeur laisse-le faire Puisque je sais lui plaire Il ne te reste qu'à m'aimer à m'aimer
Ensemble tous les deux Ensemble tout est bleu La vie me semble un jeu Où se gagne l'amour Ensemble tous les deux Ensemble si tu veux Nous vivrons tous les deux Un merveilleux amour Mon amour mon amour
D.C.B.A. - 25
Composer(s): Paul Kantner
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
It's time you walked away and set me free
I must move away, 'n' leave you be
It has been good to us my friend
Wait, and see how it will end
We come and go as we please
(Grace: We come and go as we please)
(Paul: That's how it has to be)
Here in this ocean, the near and holy
Too many days I've left unstoned
If you don't mind, happiness
Purple pleasure-fields in the sun
Ah don't you know I'm runnin' home
(Grace: Don't you know I'm runnin' home)
(Paul: To a place, for you unknown)
I take great peace in your sitting there
Searching for myself, I find a place there
I see the people of the world
Where they are and what they could be
I can but dance behind your smile
(Grace: I can but dance behind your smile)
(Paul: You were the world to me for a while)
Terre De France Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - Julien Clerc Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Nous sommes des gens Parfois gais Quand on est triste Il fait mauvais Ce sont les choses du temps Qui ont fait nos tempéraments
Tu peux bien changer de nom Le visage de tes régions, de nos frontières Accrocher des fleurs fanées sur nos calvaires Sur nos calvaires
Tu es ma terre Mon désert qui s'en va Tu es ma terre, ma mère et mon hiver...
Nous sommes des oiseaux géants Nous ne voyageons pas souvent Nous avons l'amour du nid Que certains appellent patrie
Tu peux bien changer de nom Et le cours de tes saisons, de nos rivières Parsemer de tâches bleues le blé qui lève Le blé qui lève Tu es ma terre, mon désert qui s'en va Tu es ma terre, ma mère et mon combat
Tu peux bien changer de nom Inventer des religions et des chimères J'ai dessiné sur ton dos comme un étang Où flotte mes rèves
Tu es ma terre, mon désert qui s'en va Tu es ma terre, ma mère qui est là...
Nous sommes des gens Parfois gais Quand on est triste Il fait mauvais Ce sont les choses du temps Qui ont fait nos tempéraments
Comme Des Connards English Title: My Sharona Composer(s): Michaël Youn Performer(s): Les Conards (Originally performed by: The Knack)
Est-ce que vous voulez du rock fort? Hein? Quoi?? Euh nan... Est-ce que vous voulez du Hard Rock? Ah ouais!
Oh maman dis-moi pourquoi, oh oui pourquoi, je suis né en levant l' doigt.. Comme un connard Après dans la cours d' récré, oui enloosé, je vendais mes crottes de nez Comme un connard Depuis cette époque, avec mes potes, dans les soirées on finit tous en short et dans les chiottes on vomit nos entrailles... Comme des connards
Quand on voit une caisse de keufs, ah juste devant, on la double sans clignotant Comme des connards Si on couche avec des filles, avec des meufs, on s'endort en 2 secondes 9 Comme des connards Non pas monogames, ni polygames, on aime lécher les vitrines d'Amsterdam, Vive les putes, une turlute et on s' taille.... Comme des connards
On prend le métro sans tickets, au tourniquet, on pique la place des mémés Ouais, comme des connards! De toute façon on s'en fout, on est des fous, on ne sera jamais vieux Parce qu'on est des jeunes! Comme des connards Les déclarations d'impositions on les paye pas, on attend comme des cons, De se prendre les 10% de majoration
J'aimerais être un oiseau Faire cui-cui Voler super haut Être libre Comme le vent
Et chier sur les passants! 1, 2, 3, 4! C'est notre vraie nature C'est d'avoir 14 ans C'est conduire une voiture Sans toucher au volant C'est aller droit dans le mur Mais y aller en s'marrant Mais y aller en s'marrant!! Motherf*****
(Down At) Papa Joe's
Composer(s): Jerry Smith
Performer(s): Dixie Belles; The Coasters; Jo Ann Castle
Say, there's a place in New Orleans That serves fried chicken with turnip greens Crawfish bisque that'll treat you right And Papa Joe plays there ev'ry night
A little dark haired beauty says "Step right in" And you can bet a full dollar she's be yo' friend And ev'rybody there has a toler'ble time Down at Papa Joe's
Papa Joe's got a swingin' band You can rock and roll to Dixieland The customers knows it's the place to go Down at Papa Joe's
A little waitress comes to set you down She's got the best frog legs in town There's a welcome sign hangin' on the door So don't you be afraid to ask for more
Now the only time Joe's closed at night Is when the Police come and turns out the light They get a little mad 'cause they don't fight Down at Papa Joe's
It's thicker than fleas on a monkey's back But the folks down there, they like it like that They live it up and they all come back Down at Papa Joe's
Terrapin Station Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter Performer(s): Grateful Dead; Joe Gallant & Illuminati
Inspiration, move me brightly Light the song with sense of colour Hold away despair More than this I will not ask Faced with mysteries deep and vast Statements just seem vain at last Some rise, some fall, some climb To get to Terrapin
Counting stars by candlelight Some are dim but one is bright The spiral light on Venus Rising first and shining best Oh, from the north-west corner Of a brand new crescent moon Where crickets and cicadas sing A rare and different tune Terrapin Station In the shadow of the moon Terrapin Station And I know we'll be there soon
(Terrapin) I can't figure out (Terrapin) If it's the end or beginning (Terrapin) But the train's put it brakes on (Terrapin) And the whistle is screaming Terrapin
My Sharona (aka "My Bologna" or "I Got The Knack") French Title: Comme Des Connards Composer(s): Berton Averre; Doug Fieger Originally performed by: The Knack Covered by various other artists
Ooh, my little pretty one, my pretty one When you gonna give me some time, Sharona Ooh, you make my motor run, my motor run Got it comin' off o' the line, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa! M-m-m-my Sharona
Come a little closer, huh, a-will ya, huh? Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona Keepin' it a mystery, it gets to me Runnin' down the length of my thigh, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa! M-m-m-my Sharona M-m-m-my Sharona
When you gonna give to me, a gift to me Is it just a matter of time, Sharona? Is it d-d-destiny, d-destiny Or is it just a game in my mind, Sharona?
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa! M-m-m-m-m-m-m-my, my, my, aye-aye, whoa! M-m-m-my Sharona M-m-m-my Sharona M-m-m-my Sharona M-m-m-my Sharona
Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona
