Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Certo non ne ho viste mai Belle e sexy meglio di lei Ma a me sembra che lei è un po' Troppo giovane per te Ti capisco e come no?! Se però soffrire non vuoi Ohhh fuggi via da lei... Diana
Già io ti vedo passeggiar Fra la gente insieme con lei Mentre c'è chi pensa già Che di Diana il padre sei Ed ogni volta dover dire Che tua figlia lei non è Ohhh fuggi via da lei... Diana
Capricciosa bionda e rosa, morbidosa, poi golosa Divertente, cotta al dente e tu? e tu?
E tu che non ti accorgi che lei sta cuocendoti a fuoco lento Anche se poi chi ama di più Fra voi due è ancora lei Finchè un giorno ti risveglierai Come un pugile un po' suonato Dal travuoto che ti ha lasciato... Fuggi via da lei... Diana
Capricciosa bionda e rosa, morbidosa, poi... poi golosa Divertente, cotta al dente e tu? e tu?
Tu quale non ti accorgi che non sta cuocendo soltanto me E' a un certo punto ormai anche con te... Forse ammetterlo tu non puoi E sono certo che nei panni miei Pur di stare vicino a lei Te ne freghi degli anni tuoi Perchè lei è... lo sai... Diana
Già io mi vedo in un caffè Fra la gente insieme con lei Mentre i barman già pensan che Che un bel giorno poi finirà Come pugili un po' suonati Quasi morti e innamorati... Resta qui con noi... Diana Qui con noi... Diana Qui con noi... Diana
Chiudi Il Ballo Con Me
((aka Lascia L'ultimo Ballo Per Me (The Rokes) - 1968; Vivir Cerca De Ti (Frank Galan) - 2001))
((Adapted from: Save The Last Dance For Me (The Drifters - 1960))
Composer(s): Doc Pomus - Mort Schuman - Sal Da Vinci
Performer(s): Dalida - 1961
Versions In Other Languages:
1961 - Dans Nog Eenmaal Met Mij (Fouryo's)
1961 - Garde-Moi La Dernière Danse (Dalida)
1961 - Mit 17 Fängt Das Leben Erst An (Ivo Robic)
1962 - Bare Sidste Dans Bli'r Me' Mig (Grethe Sønck)
1981 - Bewaar De Laatste Dans Voor Mij (Will Tura)
1982 - Oh Darling, Dans Nog Eenmaal Met Mij (Johnny Camaro)
1984 - Natten Er Min (Bamses Venner)
1987 - De Laatste Dans (Corry Konings)
Va a ballar Con quell'altra ragazza, che furba l'occhiolin ti fà Lascia far Se ballando con te ti stringerà nel chiaror lunar Pero ricorda ad aspettarti C'è l'amore mio per te Oh caro Chiudi il ballo con me
Io so ben Che la musica puo inebriar cosi come inebria il vin Canta pur Ridi e scherza ma il cuore no non puoi ad un'altra dar Perchè ricorda ad aspettarti C'è l'amore mio per te Oh car Chiudi il ballo con me
Nulla al mondo puoi dividerci Io son tua tu sei mio Voglio dirti e devi credermi Che amo solo te
Va a ballar Quando vuoi dove vuoi con chi vuoi fa pure quel che pare a te Ma se lei Alla fin ti dirà se con lei Vuoi andare devi dirle no Perchè ricorda ad aspettarti C'è l 'amore mio per te Oh caro Chiudi il ballo con me
Perchè ricorda ad aspettarti C'è l'amore mio per te Oh caro Chiudi il ballo con me Oh caro Chiudi il ballo con me Oh caro .. .
Red Moon Composer(s): John Traver; Henri de Martini; Max Kortlander
Just another waltz beneath the red moon Just another kiss before we part Let me tell my love beneath the red moon Dancing with you sweetheart Hold me in your arms For day is dawning Starlight will leave us soon Just another waltz before the morning under the red moon While the violins are playing we'll be swaying to and fro And it seems your eyes are saying that you love me, love me so While the music of the cello sings its haunting melody You can watch the red moon mellow and leave the rest to me Just another waltz beneath the red moon Just another kiss before we part Let me tell my love beneath the red moon Dancing with you, sweetheart hold me in your arms For day is dawning Starlight will leave us soon Just another waltz before the morning under the red red moon Under the red red moon
Out of the darkness you suddenly appeared You smiled and I was taken by surprise I guess I should have seen right through you But the moon got in my eyes
I was so thrilled by the love you volunteered I gave my heart without a compromise I guess you don't remember, do you? When the moon got in my eyes
I thought a kingdom was in sight That I would have the right to claim But with the morning's early light I didn't have a dream to my name
You know the saying that all who love are blind It seems that ancient adage still applies I guess I should have seen right through you But the moon got in my eyes
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Composer(s): Richard M. Sherman - Robert B. Sherman
Performer(s): Percy Faith
and multiple other artists
Chitty Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
O you pretty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
We love you
And, in
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
What we'll do
Near, far, in a motor car
O what a happy time we'll spend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend
Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
O you pretty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
We love you
And, in
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
What we'll do
Near, far, in a motor car
O what a happy time we'll spend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend
Your sleek as a thoroughbred
Your seats are a feather bed
You'll turn everybody's head today
We'll glide on our motor trip
With pride in our owner ship
The envy of all we survey
O Chitty You Chitty
Pretty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
We love you
And Chitty, in Chitty
Pretty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang what we'll do
Near Chitty, far Chitty, in a motor car
O what a happy time we'll spend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend
Bang Bang Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Our fine four fendered friend... (hold)
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Fine four fendered Chitty Chitty Friend
Red Light Spells Danger Composer(s): Ben Findon Performer(s): Billy Ocean
Red light spells danger Can't hold out much longer 'Cause red light means warning Can't hold out, I'm burning
No, no, no, no
You took my heart and turned me on And now the danger sign is on Never thought the day would come When I would feel alone without you
And now I'm like a child again Calling out his mama's name You got me on a golden chain Doin' things that I don't wanna
I can't stop running to you I feel love coming through you And, girl, with you beside me Hold on, heaven guide me
Red light (Feel the red light) spells danger (Oh, it's a danger warning) Can't hold out (Can't hold out) much longer (No, no, no!)
Red light (Feel the red light) means warning (Oh, it's a danger warning) Can't hold out (Can't hold out), I'm burning (No!)
Yeah, mmm
Red light (Red light) spells danger (Spells danger)
Can't hold out (I can't hold out) much longer (No, baby, baby) 'Cause red light (Mmm) means warning (Means warning) Can't hold out (No, I can't hold out), I'm burning (No, no, no, no!)
I had my funk, I played around Without a love to tie me down I always used to kiss and run I never wanted love to catch me
I thought I had a heart of stone But now I'm in the danger zone I can feel the heat is on Soon the flames are gonna catch me
I can't stop running to you I feel love coming through you And, girl, with you beside me Hold on, heaven guide me
Red light (Feel the red light) spells danger (Oh, it's a danger warning) Can't hold out (Can't hold out) much longer (No, no, no!)
Red light (Feel the red light) means warning (Oh, it's a danger warning) Can't hold out (Can't hold out), I'm burning (No, no, no!)
I can't stop running to you I feel love coming through you And, girl, with you beside me Hold on, heaven guide me
Red light (Oh, it's a red light, baby) spells danger (Oh, it's a danger warning) Can't hold out (Can't hold out) much longer (No, no, no!)
Red light (Feel the red light) means warning (Oh, it's a danger warning) Can't hold out (I can't hold out), I'm burning (No!)
Mood That I'm In Composer(s): Abner Silver - Al Sherman Performer(s): Billie Holiday and multiple other artists
Never dared to have your arms around me Not that I considered it a sin But tonight I want your arms around me It's the mood that I'm in Can it be the music that they're playin' Or the magic of the violin That intrigues my heart to obeyin' It's the mood that I'm in Maybe it's the cocktail that I'm sippin' Tonight I'm so romantically inclined So speak to me of love In words so tender Let the rhapsody of life begin I could give my heart in sweet surrender It's the mood I'm in
Chitarra Suona Più Piano ((Swedish Version: Liden (Hootenanny Singers) - 1972)) Composer(s): Nicola Di Bari - Marcello Marrocchi - Vittorio Tariciotti - Franca Evangelisti First release by: Nicola Di Bari - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Chitarra suona più piano qualcuno può sentire soltanto lei deve capire lei sola deve sapere che sto parlando d'amore cantano i grilli nel grano e un passero sul ramo nessuno dorme questa sera nemmeno lei a quest'ora stringe il cuscino e sospira la luna e ferma nel cielo la lucciola sul melo chitarra mia suona più piano anche se incerta la mano suona chitarra che l'ora l'ora di darle tutto il bene che ho nel cuore di dirle addio per sempre o perdonare e amarla come un altro non sa fare l'ora di respirare un poco d'aria pura un prato e verde quando e primavera il sole e caldo e poi scende la sera per noi la notte odora di fieno io dormo sul tuo seno dio come batte il suo cuore la gente sogna a quest'ora dormi chitarra che l'ora l'ora di darle tutto il bene che ho nel cuore di dirle addio per sempre o perdonare e amarla come un altro non sa fare l'ora di respirare un poco d'aria pura un prato e verde quando e primavera il sole e caldo e poi scende la sera l'ora di darle tutto il bene che ho nel cuore di dirle addio per sempre o perdonare e amarla come un altro non sa fare l'ora di respirare un poco d'aria pura un prato e verde quando e primavera il sole e caldo e poi scende la sera
Red Light Song Composer(s): Hugh Nicholson Performer(s): Blue
There's a red light shining way down below And I'm sitting in this aeroplane wondering if they know If we could all get together we could set the world alight Let's keep it burning, burning, right through the night For I can feel the heat I can feel the fire I can feel the heat getting higher and higher You know the world seems small when you're flying high above And the only thing that's missing is a universal love Just a spark is all that's needed, to start a flame so bright Let's keep it burning, burning, right through the night For I can feel the heat I can feel the fire I can feel the heat Getting higher and higher True love is a-coming, I feel it in the air And the flames are getting higher they're spreading everywhere Bringing warmth to the people, bringing life into their life Lets keep it burning, burning, right through the darkest night For I can feel the heat I can feel the fire I can feel the heat Getting higher and higher
The Monkey's Uncle Composer(s): Richard M. Sherman - Robert B. Sherman Performer(s): Annette Funicello & The Beach Boys
[BB:] Uh, huh, She loves the monkey's uncle Yeah, yeah, She loves the monkey's uncle Whoa, whoa, She loves the monkey's uncle [Annette:] And the monkey's uncle's ape for me!
[Annette:] I don't care what the whole world thinks! [BB:] She loves the monkey's uncle! [Annette:] Call us a couple of "missing links" [BB:] She loves the monkey's uncle! [Annette:] Love all these monkeyshines Every day is Valentine's I love the monkey's uncle And the monkey's uncle's ape for me! [BB:] Ape for me!
[BB:] Uh, huh, She loves the monkey's uncle Yeah, yeah, She loves the monkey's uncle Whoa, whoa, She loves the monkey's uncle [Annette:] And the monkey's uncle's ape for me!
[Annette:] This in my heart jumps like a clown [BB:] She loves the monkey's uncle! [Annette:] Feels like the circus just came to town! [BB:] She loves the monkey's uncle! [Annette:] I live in a "jungle gym" In order to be with him I love the monkey's uncle And I wish I were the monkey's aunt! [BB:] Monkey's aunt!
[BB:] Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa [Annette:] On the day he marries me [All:] What a nutty family tree! [Mike:] A bride! [Brian:] A groom! [BB:] A chimpanzee!
[Annette:] Let them say he's the booby prize! [BB:] She loves the monkey's uncle! [Annette:] He is the guy I idolize! [BB:] She loves the monkey's uncle! [Annette:] Love all those monkeyshines Every day is Valentine's I love the monkey's uncle And the monkey's uncle's ape for me! [BB:] Ape for me!
[All:] Uh, huh, She (I) loves (love) the monkey's uncle Yeah, yeah, She (I) loves (love) the monkey's uncle Whoa, whoa, She (I) loves (love) the monkey's uncle And I'm Mad about his chimpanzee!!!
Chitarra Romana
((English/Italian Version: Roman Guitar (Lou Monte))
Composer(s): Eldo Di Lazzaro - Daniele Bruno
Performer(s): Claudio Villa
and multiple other artists
Sotto un mondo di stelle Roma bella mi appare Solitario è il mio cuor Disilluso d'amor, vuol nell'ombra cantar
Una muta Fontana E un balcone lassù O chitarra romana accompagnami tu!
Suona, suona mia chitarra Lascia piangere il mio cuore Senza casa e senza amore Mi rimani solo tu
Se la voce è un po' velata Accompagnami in Sordina La mia bella fornarina al balcone non c'è più
Lungotevere dorme Mentre il fiume cammina Io lo seguo per te Mi trascina con se e travolge il mio cuore
Vedo un' ombra lontana E una stella lassù O chitarra romana accompagnami tu!
Se la voce è un po' velata Accompagnami in Sordina La mia bella fornarina al balcone non c'è più
Red Light Composer(s): Vivian Greene Performer(s): Vivian Green
My baby left town and the mule laid down and died My baby left town and the mule laid down and died Baby left town, I laid down and cried
One, two, three four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten Red light, red light, red light, red light
Venus was a woman, she had a whole lot of charms She got so much huggin', she wore out both her arms Red light, red light
Columbus was an explorer, the greatest of his day But he got all mixed up in Brooklyn and the poor guy lost his way Red light, red light
Napoleon was a soldier, the greatest ever seen But he learned all his manoeuvres along with Josephine Red light, red light
King Arthur was a hero, he was known everywhere He had a round round table cause he couldn't stand He couldn't stand, he couldn't stand a square Red light, red light Red light, red light
The Monkey Time ((French Version: Ne L'imite Pas (Sylvie Vartan) - 1964)) Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield First release by: Major Lance - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
There's a place right across town, whenever you're ready Where people gather 'round, whenever they're ready And then the music begins to play You feel a groove comin' on its way Are you ready (are you ready) Well, you get yours, 'cause-a I got mine For the Monkey Time (Monkey Time) (Monkey Time) Now the dance that the people do, I don't know how it started All I know is that when the beat brings a feel It's so hard to get parted And then the music begins to play Automatically you're on your way Are you ready (are you ready) Well, you get yours, 'cause-a I got mine For the Monkey Time (Monkey Time) (Monkey Time) Do the Monkey, yeah (do the Monkey Time) Do the Monkey, yeah (do the Monkey Time) Ah-twist them hips (twist them hips) Let your backbone slip (let your backbone slip) Now move your feet (move your feet) Get on the beat (get on the beat) Are you ready (are you ready) Well, you get yours, 'cause-a I got mine For the Monkey Time (Monkey Time) (Monkey Time) Now the dance that the people do, I don't know how it started All I know is that when the beat brings a feel It's so hard to get parted And then the music begins to play Automatically you're on your way Are you ready (are you ready) Well, you get yours, 'cause-a I got mine For the Monkey Time (Monkey Time) Ah, do the Monkey, yeah Give me a big strong line You're lookin' real fine
Chiseled In Stone
Composer(s): Max D. Barnes - Vern Gosdin
Performer(s): Vern Gosdin
You ran cryin' to the bedroom I ran off to the bar Another piece of heaven gone to hell The words we spoke in anger Just tore my world apart And I sat there feeling sorry for myself
Then that old man sat down beside me And looked me in the eye And said "Son, I know what you're going through You ought to get down on your knees and thank your lucky stars That you got someone to go home to"
You don't know about lonely Or how long nights can be Till you lived through the story That's still livin' in me And you don't know about sadness 'til you faced life alone You don't know about lonely 'til it's chiseled in stone
So I brought these pretty flowers Hoping you would understand Sometimes a man is such a fool Those golden words of wisdom from the heart of that old man showed me I ain't nothing without you
You don't know about lonely Or how long nights can be Till you lived through the story that old man just told me And you don't know about sadness 'til you faced life alone You don't know about lonely 'til it's chiseled in stone You don't know about lonely 'til it's chiseled in stone
Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass Come over the hills to your darling You choose the rose, love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true love forever
Chorus Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any
'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed When the moon and the stars they were shining The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair And she swore she'd be my love forever
Chorus
It's not for the parting that my sister pains It's not for the grief of my mother 'Tis all for the loss of my bonny Irish lass That my heart is breaking forever
Chirpy Chirpy, Cheep Cheep
Composer(s): Lally Stott
First release by: Lally Stott - 1970
Made famous by: Middle of the Road - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Un Africain À Paris (Joe Harris)
1971 - Erst Seh'n (Joe Harris)
1971 - Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven (Joe Harris)
1971 - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (Finnish Version) (Koivistolaiset)
Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Far far away far
Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Far far away, far far awayayay...
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Far far away Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Far far away far far awayayay...
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning .........
Red Hot Memory Composer(s): Kenny Dale Performer(s): Kenny Dale
You didn't like the way I up and left you I must admit it's really not my style But when you mentioned wedding bells, I started running And I won't even slow down for a thousand miles
I'd be a fool again for falling in love with someone When my heart can't let go I can't be free, I've got this red hot memory Burning in my soul and my heart can't let go
A red hot memory that won't grow colder A heart that's been a slave to that old flame I'd rather face them rattlesnakes as big as Dallas Before I'll ever take a chance on love again
I'd be a fool again for falling in love with someone When my heart can't let go I can't be free, I've got this red hot memory Burning in my soul and my heart can't let go Burning in my soul and my heart can't let go
The Money Song Composer(s): Harold Rome Performer(s): Dean Martin & Jerry Lewis
If you got it you don't need it If you need it you don't got it You don't get shame on you Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Them that have it get more of it Less they need it the more they love it And it sticks to them like glue Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Ask the rich man he'll confess Money can't buy happiness Ask the poor man he don't doubt But he'd rather be miserable with than without
If you spend it please be wiser If you save it you're a miser You don't want it you're cuckoo Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Jerry Lewis: La La Money Dean Martin: Oh, shut up Jerry, what are you doing? JL: I'm singing DM: This is singing? JL: Don't you like it? DM: No I don't like it. You want to sing with me? JL: Can I sing with you? DM: Sure you can JL: All right
DM: If I do not need it badly JL: Folks will give it to you gladly DM: But I need it JL: Nuts to you DM: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: If I am lucky and I make it JL: You'll be frightened DM: But who can take it JL: The Internal Revenoooooooo DM: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: Birds don't got it, still they sing JL: Eating winds up on the wing DM: Ideal lives some folks affirm JL: So, okay, you're a bird, but suppose you're a worm DM: It's a bad thing, oh yes very JL: For the germs and sanitary DM: Will you have some JL: Oh, thank you Both: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: If I got it JL: Who's got it? DM: I don't need it JL: But I need it DM: If you need it JL: And I need it DM: You don't got it JL: But I want it DM: You can't get it, shame on you JL: What can I do? Both: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: Them that have it JL: Where'd they get it? DM: Get more of it JL: Can they keep it? DM: The less they need it JL: Who don't need it? DM: The more they love it JL: And how they love it DM: And it sticks to them like glue JL: Boo hoo Both: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do Money, money we love you Funny, funny, funny, what you can do
Un Africain À Paris
((Adapted from: Chirpy Chirpy, Cheep Cheep (Lally Stott) - 1970))
Composer(s): Lally Stott - Yves Dessca
Performer(s): Joe Harris - 1971
Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Erst Seh'n (Joe Harris)
1971 - Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven (Joe Harris)
1971 - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (Finnish Version) (Koivistolaiset)
Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos) J'ai pris le bateau (j'ai pris le bateau) Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt) Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos) Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt) À Paris! Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos) J'ai pris le bateau (j'ai pris le bateau) Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt) À Paris, à Paris!
J'en rêvais déjà quand je n'étais qu'un enfant Oh oh oui, mais c'est loin de l'Afrique Et pourtant je me sens un peu triste en m'en allant Oh oh oui, car c'est loin de l'Afrique Très loin pour un Africain!
Les Champs-Élysées (les Champs-Élysées) L'île de la Cité (l'île de la Cité) Je vais les trouver (je vais les trouver) À Paris! Dans quelques années (dans quelques années) Fier et licencié (fier et licencié) Je m'en reviendrai (je m'en reviendrai) De Paris, de Paris!
J'en rêvais déjà quand je n'étais qu'un enfant Oh oh oui, mais c'est loin de l'Afrique Et pourtant je me sens un peu triste en m'en allant Oh oh oui, car c'est loin de l'Afrique Très loin pour un Africain!
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement Oh oh oui, ton cur est en Afrique Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps Oh oh oui, on n'oublie pas l'Afrique Quand on est un Africain!
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement Oh oh oui, ton cur est en Afrique Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps Oh oh oui, on n'oublie pas l'Afrique Quand on est un Africain
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement Oh oh oui, ton cur est en Afrique Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps
