Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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There's A Small Hotel Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Lorenz Hart First performance/First recording/First release by: Doris Carson & Ray Bolger - 1936/Hal Kemp and His Orch. - 1936 Covered by multiple other artists
I'd like to get away, Junior Somewhere alone with you It could be oh, so gay, Junior You need a laugh or two
A certain place I know, Frankie Where funny people can have fun That's where the two will go, Darling Before you can count up One, two, three For...
There's a small hotel With a wishing well I wish that we were there together There's a bridal suite One room bright and neat Complete for us to share together
Looking through the window You can see a distant steeple Not a sign of people -- who wants people? When the steeple bell says "Good night, sleep well" We'll thank the small hotel together
We'll creep into our little shell And we will thank the small hotel together
Não sei a cor do perdão Nem o peso da pedra do sacrifício Só sei que quando estou só Sinto na pele Que me abrigo Pode ser o precipício Não sei quem chora por mim Quem inocentemente me condena E olhando a car fria do silêncio Tudo que faltar a gente inventa
Voz pra cantar Corda de aço Corda de aço desfiada Minha vida Só é vida porque sei Que ela será sempre apaixonada
Voz pra cantar Corda de aço Corda de aço desfiada Minha vida Só é vida porque sei Que ela vai morrer apaixonada
Run Run Run Composer(s): Lou Reed Performer(s): The Velvet Underground
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down Union Square you never know who you gonna find there
You gotta run-run-run-run-run take a drag or two Run-run-run-run-run gypsy death and you, tell you what to do
Margarita Passion I had to get her fixed she wasn't well, she's getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high didn't know things she could buy
And she would run-run-run-run-run take a drag or two Run-run-run-run-run gypsy death and you, tell you what to do
Seasick Sarah had a golden nose hard-nailed boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed they didn't know, they couldn't make the scene
She had to run-run-run-run-run take a drag or two Run-run-run-run-run gypsy death and you, tell you what to do
Beardless Harry, what a waste couldn't even get a small town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven figured if he was good, he'd get himself to heaven
'Cause he had to run-run-run-run-run take a drag or two Run-run-run-run-run gypsy death and you, tell you what to do
There's A Ship Rolling Home Composer(s): Jimmy Kennedy Performer(s): Ivy Benson; Vera Lynn
There's a ship rolling home on the lonely Atlantic Just an old rusty steamer of the seven seas There's a ship rolling home and she's nothing romantic But she'll sail through the gale as in a gentle breeze!
Ahoy! Sailor Ahoy! Oh just look at her smoke She'll sail you homeward with her heart of oak! There's a ship rolling home on the lonely Atlantic May the fair winds be with her as she's rollin' home
There's a ship rolling home on the lonely Atlantic May the fair winds be with her as she's rolling, rolling home
Corcovado
Composer(s): Antônio Carlos Jobim
First release by: João Gilberto - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars (Tony Bennett)
2007 - Corcovado (French Version) (Diana Panton)
Num cantinho um violão Este amor uma canção Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama Muita calma pra pensar E ter tempo pra sonhar Da janela vê-se o Corcovado O Redentor que lindo
Quero a vida sempre assim Com você perto de mim Até o apagar da velha chama E eu que era triste descrente desse mundo Ao encontrar você eu conheci O que é felicidade meu amor
Run To The Hills Composer(s): Steve Harris Performer(s): Iron Maiden; Mauron Maiden; Mental Overdrive; Steve Overland
White man came across the sea Brought us pain and misery Killed our tribes killed our creed Took our game for his own need
We fought him hard we fought him well Out on the plains we gave him hell But many came too much for Cree Oh will we ever be set free?
Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom a stab in the back Women and children and cowards attack
Run to the hills run for your lives Run to the hills run for your lives
Soldier blue on the barren wastes Hunting and killing their game Raping the women and wasting the men The only good Indians are tame Selling them whisky and taking their gold Enslaving the young and destroying the old
Run to the hills run for your lives (repeat to end)
Corazones Composer(s): Miguel Bosé; M. Felisatti; G.P. Ferrario; L.M. Grilli; Ana Tarroja Performer(s): Ana Torroja & Miguel Bosé
Hay corazones plagados de estrellas enamorando a las noches más bellas no me imagino escribiendo estas cosas sin tí
Hay corazones que intentan poesía El mío ni harto de amor te diría que no concibe belleza de luna sin tí, ves hay corazones que van despacio locos y ciegos buscando su espacio hay corazones y corazones y cada cual latirá sus pasiones
Ey, ey, ey, ey Ey, ey, ey, ey
Hay corazones con alas de espinas te dan deseos, caricias no me imagino el placer de una herida sin tí, ves Me llueven mares de corazones cambiando el rumbo de mis emociones un horizonte y un para siempre mi corazón que con el tuyo se pierde
Quiero, más que nada sé que quiero más allá te quiero y siento siento que me hace boom boom mi corazón boom boom quiero tanto quiero y quise tanto y tanto fue que no se cuanto siento que me hace boom boom mi corazón boom boom boom boom
Ey, ey, ey, ey Ey, ey, ey, ey
Hay corazones que tiran a darte y sólo el tuyo que es punto y aparte no me imagino una vida, una historia sin tí, ves Me llueven mares de corazones cambiando el rumbo de mis emociones un horizonte y un para siempre mi corazón que con el tuyo se pierde
Ey, ey, ey, ey Ey, ey, ey, ey Quiero, más que nada sé que quiero más allá te quiero y siento siento que me hace boom boom mi corazón boom boom quiero tanto quiero y quise tanto y tanto fue que no se cuanto siento que me hace boom boom mi corazón boom boom boom boom
Hay corazones que van despacio locos y ciegos buscando su espacio hay corazones y corazones y cada cual latirá sus pasiones
Me llueven mares de corazones cambiando el rumbo de mis emociones un horizonte y un para siempre mi corazón que con el tuyo se pierde
Hay corazones que van despacio locos y ciegos buscando su espacio hay corazones y corazones y cada cual latirá sus pasiones
Me llueven mares de corazones cambiando el rumbo de mis emociones un horizonte y un para siempre mi corazón que con el tuyo se pierde
Run To My Lovin' Arms Italian Title: Devi Pensare A Me Composer(s): George Fischoff; Tony Powers Performer(s): Billy Fury; Jay & The Americans; Lenny Welch
When your pretty eyes are filled with tears And the sounds of this cruel world Are ringing in your ears Darling, when the night surrounds you And theres darkness all around you Baby, baby, dont you worry Ill be there, and you can
Run to my loving arms Theyll keep you warm and hold you tight If you just run to my loving arms Theyll take you in and make things right
When youre feeling like you wanna cry And theres no one whos got time To sit and wonder why When you need someone to hear you To say a word or just be near you Baby baby, I will always be close by And you can
Run to my loving arms Theyll keep you warm and hold you tight If you just run to my loving arms Theyll take you in and make things right
Run to my loving arms Run to my loving arms Run to my loving arms
There's A River
Composer(s): Will Jennings - Steve Winwood
Performer(s): Steve Winwood; Peter Green
There's a river pouring
From a pure and a crystal stream
And it carries my heart along
Carries me all my life
And I know it will bring me home
There's a choir singing
With a force that can light the sky
I will join with a voice deep inside
Anthems for joys gone by
And for joys I am sure will come
Golden treasure in the evening sky
It's good to be alive
Golden measure, hear the music cry
When my heart sings
Of golden things
There's a dove ascending
Like my thoughts in the summer sky
And she carries my soul along
Clear to eternity
And I know I am not alone
Corazón Viajero Composer(s): Ramón Arcusa - M. Calva - L. Pablo Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo; Grupo Alacran de Durango
Yo que todo te entregue, sin pedir nada a cambio hoy me dejas de querer, y te olvidas de mi Como nube que se va, navegando en el cielo cada vez te alejas más, lentamente de mi Corazón, corazón, corazón viajero que no has hecho otra cosa, que hacerme sufrir Corazón, corazón, corazón viajero a pesar de tu engaño que seas feliz Si en la vida alguna vez, tú me echas en falta te aseguro que estaré, esperándote aquí Con el tiempo curaré, el dolor que me dejas aunque nunca lograré, olvidarme de ti Corazón, corazón, corazón viajero que no has hecho otra cosa, que hacerme sufrir Corazón, corazón, corazón viajero a pesar de tu engaño que seas feliz Corazón, corazón, corazón viajero que no has hecho otra cosa, que hacerme sufrir Corazón, corazón, corazón viajero a pesar de tu engaño que seas feliz Corazón, corazón, corazón viajero que no has hecho otra cosa, que hacerme sufrir
Run To Mexico Composer(s): Tony Brock; Mike Corby; Walt Stocker; John Waite Performer(s): John Waite; The Babys
Come on baby don't you wanna go I could take you there You could get what you want in the south You could let down your hair I said do you don't you will you won't you Baby won't you please let me know I ain't talkin' 'bout Chicago I'm talkin' about Mexico Na na na na na Na na na na na Makin' a run for Mexico Makin' a run for Mexico Could you Come on baby cause I got to know The law is after me I killed a man in a bar last night There was no other way it could be While the air in this joint could be cut with a knife As the jukebox got rotten selections Bring a compass and some money for gas Cause I ain't gonna stop for directions Not to Mexico Na na na na na Makin' a run to Mexico Na na na na na Makin' a run to Mexico Could you Oh oh Come on baby don't you wanna go I gotta get away And everytime the phone rings It scares me to death Saw my face in the paper today I don't wanna hear the stories About your mama and papa No I don't wanna hear you cry For me there's no second chance right now It's the F.B. fucking I! Na na na na na Na na na na na Makin' a run to Mexico Na na na na na Ooh yeah Makin' a run to Mexico Na na na na na Makin' a run to Mexico Na na na na na My life goes on in Mexico Mexico In Mexico In Mexico In Mexico In Mexico In Mexico Mexico Yeah In Mexico In Mexico Mexico In Mexico In Mexico In Mexico
There's A Rising Moon (For Every Falling Star) Composer(s): Paul Francis Webster - Sammy Fain Performer(s): Doris Day
So what, it's raining, won't help complaining Fundamental rules of nature still apply Look up at the sky
There's a rising moon for every falling star Makes no difference just how sad or blue you are One never knows about tomorrow Just what another day may bring One moment in your heart it's Winter Comes a rose and suddenly it's Spring
There'll be times of sorrow There'll be times of joy And a bright tomorrow for each girl and boy Who knows what happiness is waiting Just a kiss away from where you are There's a rising moon for every falling star
Cabalgando la pena muévete... De tus brazos al cielo pídeme lo que quieras
Dima ya, dime ya, dime ya lo que quiero oir sin reservas... el placer que se aplaza es más placer
Si te caes caes caes caes si no paras de caer si pierdes por que el fuego te quema si comparas y lo que hay no supiera lo que ves muérdete la lengua y pega con fuerza porque a fondo voy...
Corazón tocao que no quiere querer Corazón volao que no se deja querer Corazón olvidao que ya no ha vuelto a querer Corazón apaleao que prometió no querer
(Et in arcadia ego)
De caricias extremas cúbreme... Escorpion en arena picará donde duela siénteme, siénteme, siénteme pura y dura miel...
Si te caes caes caes caes si no paras de caer si te puede cuando el fuego te quema si comparas con lo que hay y merece lo que ves muérdete la lengua y tira con fuerza porque a fondo voy...
There's A Quaker Down In Quaker Town Composer(s): David Berg - Alfred Solman
Two hours ride old Broadway There is a sleepy town, they say "Old Philadelphia" You opened my eyes And I apologize
Old William Penn, please pardon me One of your sons I want to be You love your quakers And I love one too That's why I'm strong for you
There's a quaker down in Quaker town When I am around she sighs But down in her heart, I know She's not so slow For oh, oh, oh, oh! Those eyes! Like the waters still she's very deep She knows a heap, I found She has that "Meet me later" look And oh, she knows her book This little Quaker down in Quaker town