Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Couleur Menthe À L'eau Composer(s): Eddy Mitchell; Pierre Papadiamandis Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Elle était maquillée Comme une star de ciné Accoudée au Juke box la la la la Elle revait qu'elle posait Juste pour un bout d'essai À la century fox la la la la Elle semblait bien dans sa peau Ses yeux couleur menthe à l'eau Cherchaient du regard un spot Le dieu projecteur Et moi je n'en pouvais plus Bien sur elle ne m'a pas vu Perdue dans sa megalo Moi j'etais de trop
Elle marchait comme un chat Qui méprise sa proie Ou frolant le flipper La chanson qui couvrait Tous les mots qu'elle mimait Semblait briser son cur Elle en faisait un peu trop La fille yeux aux couleur menthe à l'eau Holywood est dans sa tête Tout'seule elle répéte Son entrée dans un studio Décor couleur menthe à l'eau Perdue dans sa megalo Moi je suis de trop
Mais un type est entré Et le charme est tombé Arretant le flipper Ses yeux noirs ont lancé De l'agressivité Sur le pauvre juke box La fille aux yeux couleur menthe à l'eau A rangé sa megalo Et s'est soumise aux yeux noirs Couleur de trottoir Et moi je n'en pouvais plus Elle n'en a jamais rien su Ma plus jolie des mythos Couleur menthe à l'eau
Jah Jah Hear My Plea Composer(s): Euvin Spencer Performer(s): Don Carlos
Ooh ooh ooh I know, I know Ooh ooh My heart is filled with grief when I remember Ooh ooh How they've taken our poor parents from their homeland Oh yes Shipped to every corner of this earth Boy Bound in chatters (?) and chains, like they're beasts Yes
The (?) stands with many strikes by the master Boy If they should ever not do just what they're told Jah jah It really grieves my heart to see It's pure brutality Ah, oh yes
Ooh, ooh When ever I recall my history It breaks my heart to see How they've treated our poor parents in the days of slavery Ah ooh Ah ooh
Slavery and brutality, that's all they give me Ooh That's all they give me Jah, I know Ooh, I know
My heart is filled with grief when I remember Ooh ooh How they've taken our poor parents from their homeland Jah jah Shipped to every corner of this earth Ooh ooh Bound in chatters (?) and chains, like they're beasts Jah
The (?) stands with many strikes by the master Ooh ooh If they should ever not do just what they're told Jah jah It really grieves my heart to see It's pure brutality Ah ooh Jah jah
My heart is filled with grief when I remember Jah jah How they've taken our poor parents from their homeland Boys Shipped to every corner of this earth Bound in chatters (?) and chains like they're beasts
I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know Ooh ooh Jah jah
They Can't Take That Away From Me ((Dutch Version: Dat Nemen Ze Me Nooit Meer Af (Robert Long) - 1997)) Composer(s): George Gershwin - Ira Gershwin First performance by: Fred Astaire - 1937 Covered by multiple other artists
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note Though by tomorrow you're gone The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote The melody lingers on They may take you from me, I'll miss your fond caress But though they take you from me, I'll still possess
The way you wear your hat The way your sip your tea The memory of all that No, no, they can't take that away from me
The way your smile just beams The way you sing off key The way you haunt my dreams No, no, they can't take that away from me
We may never, never meet again On the bumpy road to love Still, I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you changed my life No, no, they can't take that away from me No, they can't take that away from me
W e may never, never meet again On the bumpy road to love Still, I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you changed my life No, no, they can't take that away from me No, they can't take that away from me Can't take that away Can't take that away from me
Couleur Café Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg First release by: Serge Gainsbourg - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists
J'aime ta couleur café Tes cheveux café Ta gorge café J'aime quand pourmoi tu danses Alors j'entends murmurer Tous tes bracelets Jolis bracelets A tes pieds ils se balancent
Couleur café Que j'aime ta couleur café
C'est quand même fou l'effet L'effet que ça fait De te voir rouler Ainsi des yeux et des hanches Si tu fais comme le café Rien qu'à m'énerver Rien qu'à m'exciter Ce soir la nuit sera blanche
Couleur café Que j'aime ta couleur café
L'amour sans philosopher C'est comme le café Très vite passé Mais que veux-tu que j'y fasse On en a marre de café Et c'est terminé Pour tout oublier On attend que ça se tasse
Jag Vill Vara Din Margareta Composer(s): J.E. Karlzon Performer(s): Sten & Stanley
Ingen vet, det jag vet, en hemlighet Någon som jag tycker om har gjort mig het Kan jag hjälpa att jag känner det så här?
Och den blick som jag fick, den sa mig allt Det jag vill, kan jag nog få, tusenfalt Å, nu börjar jag förstå att jag är kär
Ref. Jag vill vara din, Margareta Bara vara din, ska Du veta Stå där vid din dörr, kär som aldrig förr Men vågar inte ringa Pulsarna dom bränner så heta känner Du som jag, Margareta Blickarna Du gav, gav Du dom som svar eller ej?
Och jag går hem igen med din bukett Det jag vill säga dig är inte lätt Kan inte hjälpa att jag känner det så här
They Cant Black Out The Moon Performer(s): Harry Roy & Helen Clare
When we go strolling in the park at night All the darkness is a boon Who cares if were without a light They cant black out the moon
I see you smiling in the cigarette glow Though the picture fades too soon But I see all I want to know They cant black out the moon
We dont grumble, we dont worry about a lot Oh, when will you stumble, you stumble into my arms And when you kiss me, dont you realise That my hearts like a big balloon And like the lovelight in your eyes They cant black out the moon
Couldn't Stand The Weather Composer(s): Stevie Ray Vaughan Performer(s): Stevie Ray Vaughan
Runnin' through this business of life Rarely time if I'm needed to Ain't so funny when things ain't feelin' right Then daddy's hand helps to see me through Sweet as sugar, love won't wash away Rain or shine, it's always here to stay All these years you and I've spent together All this, we just couldn't stand the weather
Like a train that stops at every station We all deal with trials and tribulations Fear hangs the fellow that ties up his years Entangled in yellow and cries all his tears Changes come before we can grow Learn to see them before we're too old Don't just take me for tryin' to be heavy Understand, it's time to get ready for the storm
Jag Vill Att Du Skall Bli Lycklig English Title: I Want You To Be Happy Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Sommarkväll, junikväll Himlens stjärnor lyser Alla mänskor sover Stan har gått till ro Här står vi, du och jag Men mitt hjärta fryser Du har mött en annan Du ska lämna mej
Jag vill att du ska bli lycklig Jag hoppas att hon älskar dej som jag gör Vår tid tillsammans blev för kort Men tiden står nu aldrig still Jag vill att du ska bli lycklig Och hoppas hon kan ge dej det du saknat Vårt liv blev inte som vi tänkt Min kärlek räckte inte till
Jag står här nära dej Förstår du hur jag känner? Klockan är visst mycket Stan är all för tyst Sommarkväll, junikväll Mina ögon bränner Snart ska du försvinna Bort ifrån mitt liv
Men tiden står nu aldrig still Jag vill att du ska bli lycklig Och hoppas hon kan ge dej det du saknat Vårt liv blev inte som vi tänkt Min kärlek räckte inte till
Jag står här nära dej Förstår du hur jag känner? Klockan är visst mycket Stan är all för tyst Sommarkväll, junikväll
They Called It The Dixie Blues Composer(s): Jack Strouse
Ragtime Joe with his old banjo Wanted to compose Sent for Sloan and his saxophone Said "listen to me, Mose We'll write a song about the South And before we're through We'll steal those Southern melodies like all the composers do" And it wasn't very long before they had a Southern song
Ragtime Joe said now listen, Moe Let's sail o'er the sea We'll look 'round and we may jot down a foreign melody" They went to Belgium, England, France, searched to beat the band They couldn't find tunes that compared With those down in Dixieland Then they said "I guess we'll stop, there's nothing here for us to cop"
They took a little bit of Old Black Joe to start off their refrain kept strummin', kept strummin' that old familiar strain and they took a little bit of Swanee River and looked around until they found Massa's in the cold, cold ground and then they took four bars of My Old Kentucky Home Those Southern tunes they tried hard to confuse they couldn't lose away down South in the land of cotton there was nothing they'd forgotten When it was done and rolled into one they called it the Dixie Blues
Couldn't Get It Right Composer(s): Colin F.R. Cooper; John William Cuffley; Peter John Haycock; Derek John Holt; Frederick J. Jones First release by: Climax Blues Band - 1976
Time was drifting, this rock had got to roll So I hit the road and made my getaway Restless feeling, really got a hold I started searching for a better way
But I kept on looking for a sign In the middle of the night But I couldn't see the light No I couldn't see the light I kept on looking for a way To take me through the night I couldn't get it right I couldn't get it right
L.A. fever made me feel alright But I must admit it got the best of me Getting down, so deep I could have drowned Now, I can't get back the way I used to be
But I kept on looking for a sign In the middle of the night But I couldn't see the light No I couldn't see the light I kept on looking for a way To take me through the night I couldn't get it right I couldn't get it right
New York City took me with the tide And I nearly died from hospitality Left me stranded, took away my pride Just another no account fatality
But I kept on looking for a sign In the middle of the night But I couldn't see the light No I couldn't see the light I kept on looking for a way To take me through the night I couldn't get it right I couldn't get it right
Jag Var Sa Kär Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Säg, kan du förlåta Mina hårda ord när jag gick? Det jag sa kunde låta Som om du aldrig tillbaka mig fick Jag trodde jag var kär I den vännen som jag svek dig för
Men nu först förstår jag Att det var ett misstag av mig För det är du, bara du Som framför mig står Vartän jag går
En gång, för länge sedan Var jag din och allt var så bra En gång, var jag lycklig Det var då jag tillhörde dig Men nu så går jag ensam På de platser, de där vi var, vi två
Och nu först förstår jag Att det var ett misstag av mig För det är du, bara du Som framför mig står Vartän jag går
Ja, nu först förstår jag Att det var ett misstag av mig För det är du, bara du Som framför mig står Vartän jag går Vartän jag går
Could You Please Oblige Us With A Bren Gun? Composer(s): Noel Coward Performer(s): Noel Coward
Colonel Montmorency who was in Calcutta in ninety-two Emerged from his retirement for the War He wasn't very pleased with all he heard and all he saw But whatever he felt, he tightened his belt and organised a Corps
Poor Colonel Montmorency thought considering all the wars he'd faught The Home Guard was his job to do or die But after days and weeks and years, bravely drying his many tears He wrote the following letter to the Minister of Supply
Couls you please oblige us with a Bren gun? Or failing that, a hand grenade will do We've got some ammunition, in a rather damp condition And Major Huss has a arquebus that was used at Waterloo
With the Vicar's stirrup pump, a pitchfork and a stave It's rather hard to guard an aerodrome So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun The Home Guard might as well go home
Could you please oblige us with a Bren gun? We're getting awfully tired of drawing lots Today we had a shipment of some curious equipment And just for a prank, they sent us a tank that ties itself in knots
On Sunday's mock invasion, Captain Clark was heard to say He hadn't even got a brush and comb So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun The Home Guard might as well go home
Colonel Montmorency planned, in case the enemy tried to land To drive them back with skill and armoured force He realised his army should be mechanised, of course But somewhere inside, experience cried "My Kingdom for a horse"
Poor Colonel Montmorency tried, at infinite cost to time and pride To tackle his superiors again Having just one motorbike, fourteen swords and a marlin spike He wrote the following letter in the following urgent strain
Could you please oblige us with a Bren gun? We need it very badly, I'm afraid Our local crossword solver has an excellent revolver But during a short attack on a fort, the trigger got mislaid
In course of operations planned for Friday afternoon Our orders are to storm the Hippodrome So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun The Home Guard might as well go home
Could you please oblige us with a Bren gun? The lack of one is wounding to our pride Last night we found the cutest, little German parachutist He looked at our kit and giggled a bit, and laughed until he cried
We'll have to hide that armoured car when marching through Berlin We'd almost be ashamed of it in Rome So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun The Home Guard might as well go home
Jag Skall Inte Fälla Nagra Tarar English Title: I Won't Shed Any Tears Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Jag skall inte fälla några tårar när du går Inte heller be dig stanna kvar Jag ska nog bli kär igen Det finns så många andra män Tack ändå för allt som var
Du behöver inte alls bekymra dej för mej Ensamheten känner jag så väl Sluta att förklara dej, ja Snälla du bespara mej Alla dina dumma skäl
Säkert blir det tomt efter dej Får nog ganska svårt att vänja mej Sånt du glömde kvar Saker som man spar Dom minner om allt det som var
Kanske gör jag fel som inte visar hur det känns Jag är säkert stoltare än du Vill så gärna krama dej Men det är nåt som hindrar mej Varför ska jag tveka nu.
Säkert blir det tomt efter dej Får nog ganska svårt att vänja mej Sånt du glömde kvar Saker som man spar Dom minner om allt det som var
Jag skall inte fälla några tårar när du går Inte heller be dig stanna kvar Jag ska nog bli kär igen Det finns så många andra män Tack ändå för allt som var
They Asked About You Composer(s): Freddy Weller - Kim Nash - Bill Nash Performer(s): Reba McEntire
Saturday night Out on the town Feeling so sure of myself Meeting some friends Sharing some laughs Not thinking of anything else Then one of them leaned over my shoulder And all at once the party was over
They asked about you And suddenly it all came back to me Then all the walls around my heart Came crashing at my feet When they asked about you (Oh) They asked about you I was doing OK Until they asked about you
How could they know What it would do All they did was mention your name And just like that The hurting was back That's when I knew nothing had changed What a time for old memories to find me Just when I thought I'd put 'em behind me
They asked about you And suddenly it all came back to me Then all the walls around my heart Came crashing at my feet When they asked about you (Oh) They asked about you I was doing OK Until they asked about you
Could You Be Loved Composer(s): Bob Marley First release by: Bob Marley - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
Could you be loved and be loved Could you be loved and be loved
Don't let them fool you Or even try to school you, oh! no We've got a mind of our own So go to hell if what you're thinking Is not right Love would never leave us alone In the darkness there must come out to light
Could you be loved and be loved Could you be loved and be loved
The road of life is rocky And you may stumble too So while you point your fingers Someone else is judging you Love you brotherman
Could you be, could you be, could you be loved Could you be, could you be loved
Don't let them change you Or even rearrange you, oh! no We've got a life to live They say only, only Only the fittest of the fittest shall survive Stay alive
Could you be loved and be loved Could you be loved and be loved
You ain't gonna miss your water Until your well runs dry No matter how you treat him The man will never be satisfied
Could you be, could you be, could you be loved Could you be, could you be loved
Say something, say something Say something Reggae, reggae Say something Rockers, rockers Say something could you be loved
Jag Skall Göra Allt
((German Version: Tausend Wunder (Agnetha Fältskog))
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Tack min vän att du gjorde mig till kvinna
Tack för att ha fått just dig till man
Det är underbart att få krama om varann
Och vår kärlek växer mer för varje dag
Den får aldrig någonsin ta slut
Jag vill aldrig mer blir så ensam som förut
Jag ska göra allt som du ber mig om
Jag ska dela allting för två
Jag ska alltid står vid din sida
Och var en god mor åt våra små
Ingen skall förstöra det trygga hem vi byggde
Om du går, då vill jag inte leva
Om du går, blir inget som det var
Barnen skulle alltid frågar efter far
Låt oss klara alla svåra stunder
Säga tyst ``Förlåt'' när något går fel
Låt oss hjälpas åt att bevara lyckan hel
Jag ska göra allt som du ber mig om
Jag ska dela allting för två
Jag ska alltid står vid din sida
Och var en god mor åt våra små
Ingen skall förstöra det trygga hem vi byggde
Jag ska göra allt som du ber mig om
Jag ska dela allting för två
Jag ska alltid står vid din sida
Och var en god mor åt våra små
Ingen skall förstöra det trygga hem vi byggde
Puede Ser Genial ((Adapted from: Could It Be Magic (Barry Manilow) - 1972)) Composer(s): Fryderyk Chopin - Adrienne Anderson - Barry Manilow - Graciela Carballo Performer(s): Pandora - 1992
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Le Temps Qui Court (Alain Chamfort) 1986 - Ontmoeting (Rob de Nijs)
Si supieras todo lo que siento no me dejarías escapar
Date prisa que este sentimiento no es algo tan fácil de encontrar
Déjame amarte, ven, ven puede ser genial tengo tantos besos sin estrenar
Déjame amarte, ya, ya quiero conocer el idioma que habla tu piel
No me dejes fuera de tu vida como simple amiga, nada más
Esos labios yo sé que son sabios necesito que me enseñen más
Déjame amarte, ven, ven puede ser genial tengo tantos besos sin estrenar
Could This Be Magic? Composer(s): Blandon; Johnson Performer(s): The Dubs
Could this be magic My dear My heart's all aglow Could this be magic Loving you so Could this be magic My dear Having your love My prayers were answered So far from above. I thought it would be Just a memory To linger my heart in pain But too much pride I opened up my eyes And I'm with you dear once again Could this be magic My dear Having your love If this is magic Then magic is mine Could this be magic Then magic is mine
