Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Dit Is Vast Weer Zo'n Dag Composer(s): Boris Fomit - Konstantin Podnevsky - Christill Performer(s): Sandra Kim - 1993
Versions In Other Languages: 1962 - Those Were The Days (The Limeliters) 1968 - Le Temps Des Fleurs (Dalida) 1968 - An Jenem Tag (Dalida) 1968 - Quelli Erano I Giorni (Gigliola Cinquetti) 1968 - De Glade År (Gitte Hænning) 1993 - Il Faut S'aimer Plus Fort (Sandra Kim)
Als je horoskoop je in de steek laat En je hebt geen zin om op te staan Je hebt het gevoel dat alles fout gaat En in je hoofd daar rommelt een vulkaan...
Dit is vast weer zo'n dag Gevuld met tegenslag Ja het gaat mis Met alles wat je doet... Dit is vast weer zo'n dag Waarop je niets vermag Blijf maar in bed Want niets gaat er dan goed...
Nananana Nana Nananana Nana Nanana Nananananana
Ooit zal het gebeuren op een ochtend Je voelt de tinteling al in je bloed Dit wordt mijn dag, vandaag word ik verwend 't Geluk komt je van ver al tegemoet...
Dit is vast weer zo'n dag Waarop je alles mag Niets gaat er mis Met alles wat je doet... Dit is vast weer zo'n dag En als bij toverslag Sta je dan op Want alles gaat dan goed...
Als je mij dus ooit eens wilt verleiden Kies dan de juiste dag uit van de week Ja dat is het beste voor ons beiden Een andere dag die brengt me vast van streek...
Dit is vast weer zo'n dag Waarop je alles mag Niets gaat er mis Met alles wat je doet... Dit is vast weer zo'n dag En als bij toverslag Sta je dan op Want alles gaat dan goed...
E' Finita ((Adapted from: Cry (Ruth Casey & Graham Prince Ensemble) - 1951))
Composer(s): Churchill Kohlman - Micky Del Prete - Misselvia
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano - 1986
Versions In Other Languages:
1980/1984 - Les Grands Moments (Eddy Mitchell)
1982 - Als Je Huilt (André van Duin)
E' finita e' finita, fra di noi ma speravo, che durasse, ancora un po' non vedi sono triste tanto triste, proprio qui mentre il treno sta partendo e tu non ci sei E se un altro il mio posto prendera scegli bene prendi uno come... me mi piaci quando baci e poi ti stringi forte a me
sei proprio giusta ma se ci penso giusta non sei Ma stavolta sento che - finira - tra di noi perche forse, un altro mondo, ci sara E allora guarda... guarda lui che sia uguale a me altrimenti... potresti rimpiangermi un po' E allora guarda... guarda lui che sia uguale a me altrimenti... potresti rimpiangermi un po'
Je Cherche Mon Amour Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Prenez ma main guidez-moi sur la terre Aveuglement, j'irai où vous irez Portez mon coeur avide de lumière Où le soleil rejoint l'éternité Comme un pêcheur dont les filets sont vides Désespéré à la tombée du jour Cherche en son coeur un espoir qui le guide Moi dans vos yeux je cherche mon amour
Mon amour Mon amour
Menez ma vie sur la route éternelle Où les amants sont baignés de clarté Mon âme en vain espère une étincelle Pour entrevoir le fond de vos pensées Comme un berger par une nuit glaciale Désorienté à l'heure du retour Fouille le ciel pour chercher une étoile Moi dans vos yeux je cherche mon amour
Sgualdrina ((Adapted from: Dreamer (Supertramp) - 1974)) Composer(s): Rick Davies - Roger Hodgson - Renato Zero Performer(s): Renato Zero - 1977
Ladies attenzione, avvertiamo i passeggeri di avere una sgualdrina a bordo Siete pregati di allacciare le cinture di castità e di non fumarla, grazie! Sgualdrina! È arrivata, la sgualdrina! Viene dal cielo Va! La sua, meschinità! Sgualdrina! Prima dolce E poi, assassina! La sua tattica E i suoi artigli, conosco, già! Ma, perché La sgualdrina, doveva, toccare a me? Come, può La sgualdrina assediarmi anche se non vorrò Chiudo porte e finestre Giuro! Non le aprirò! Sgualdrina! Sarai la mia rovina Abituarmi a te, questo proprio no! Uh!!!
Che farò, la sgualdrina mi rapina tutto il meglio che ho Che dirò Sarò forte, abbastanza Da gridarle, va' via! Dovrò scegliere in fretta Fra sgualdrina, o follia! Ma perché La sgualdrina, doveva Toccare a me! Come può La sgualdrina assediarmi Anche se non vorrò! Chiudo porte e finestre Giuro! Non le aprirò! Guardami! Sei ancora in tempo e allora Salvati! Non ho più braccia per Difendermi! Vorrei tornare, alla mia Anima! Sempre Sempre Sempre Sempre, più! Non puoi nascondermi la luna Dietro i tuoi occhi da sgualdrina! Morirò morirò! Se lo vuoi, sparirò! Sgualdrina! È nata una sgualdrina Fra le pareti azzurre di casa mia È la tua fine! Sgualdrina! Rapina e repentina sgualdrina e non ridi più E' il tuo girotondo Ultimo! Giro, giro, tondo, la sgualdrina è il meno del mondo!
Cry Composer(s): Lol Creme; Kevin Godley Performer(s): Kevin Godley & Lol Creme
You don`t know how to ease my pain You don`t know You don`t know how to ease my pain You don`t know What the sound is, darlin` It`s the sound of my tears fallin` Or is it the rain
You don`t know You don`t know how to play the game You cheat, you lie You make me wanna cry You make me wanna crrrrrry Crrrrrrrry You make me wanna crrrrrry
You don`t know how to ease my pain You don`t know You don`t know how to ease my pain Don`t you hear any voices cryin` That`s the sound of my love dyin` Here comes the rain
You don`t know how to play the game You cheat, you lie You don`t even know how to say goodbye You make me wanna crrrrrry You don`t know You don`t even know how to say goodbye You make me wanna crrrrrrrrrrrrry You don`t even know how to say goodbye You make me wanna crrrrrrrrrrrrry Crrrrrrry Crrrrrrrrrrrrry Crrrrrrrrrrrrry Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry
Je Chante Pour Passer Le Temps Composer(s): Louis Aragon; Léo Ferré Performer(s): Léo Ferré; and various other artists
Je chante pour passer le temps Petit qu'il me reste de vivre Comme on dessine sur le givre Comme on se fait le cur content A lancer cailloux sur l'étang Je chante pour passer le temps
J'ai vécu le jour des merveilles Vous et moi souvenez-vous-en Et j'ai franchi le mur des ans Des miracles plein les oreilles Notre univers n'est plus pareil J'ai vécu le jour des merveilles
Allons que ces doigts se dénouent Comme le front d'avec la gloire Nos yeux furent premiers à voir Les nuages plus bas que nous Et l'alouette à nos genoux Allons que ces doigts se dénouent
Nous avons fait des clairs de lune Pour nos palais et nos statues Qu'importe à présent qu'on nous tue Les nuits tomberont une à une La Chine s'est mise en Commune Nous avons fait des clairs de lune
Et j'en dirais et j'en dirais Tant fut cette vie aventure Où l'homme a pris grandeur nature Sa voix par-dessus les forêts Les monts les mers et les secrets Et j'en dirais et j'en dirais
Oui pour passer le temps je chante Au violon s'use l'archet La pierre au jeu des ricochets Et que mon amour est touchante Près de moi dans l'ombre penchante Oui pour passer le temps je chante
Je chante pour passer le temps Oui pour passer le temps je chante
There were tears in your eyes when you kissed me But no love in your heart could I see Four years that Ive had been gone Must have been too lone 'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes were Not For Me
I know now that youve found another And youre wondering if I will set you free I wouldnt know the score To want you any more 'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Were Not For Me
Ah come in Jimmy
I remember the time when we were happy But I guess it was never meant to be I dont know who to blame But you have brought me shame 'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Were Not For Me
All our friends seem to know just what happened But I dont want their kind of sympathy I just want to forget A lovely girl that I met 'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Are Not For Me
Cruzando La Calle Composer(s): Aquelarre
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
La ventana tenía un aspecto muy normal pero cada día sentimos que se agita más
Cruzando la calle, cruzando la puerta de tu hogar tu hermano se muere, mi hermano no podrá esperar América vibra, mi mente quiere libertad La muerte te ronda, la muerte nos quiere ganar
Cruzando la calle, cruzando la puerta de tu hogar tu hermano se muere, mi hermano no puede esperar La ventana tiene un aspecto muy normal pero cada día sentimos que se agita más
Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle; Giuseppe Verdi Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri; Steph Carse
Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté Quand tu pleures, je pleure aussi ta peine Quand tu trembles, je prie pour toi liberté Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime Souviens-toi des jours de ta misère Mon pays, tes bateaux étaient des galères Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté Et quand tu es absente j'espère Qui e-tu: religion ou bien réalité Une idée de révolutionnaire Moi je crois que tu es la seule vérité La noblesse de notre humanité Je comprends qu'on meure pour te défendre Que l'on passe sa vie à t'attendre Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime Les chansons de l'espoir ont ton nom et ta voix Le chemin de l'histoire nous conduira vers toi Liberté, liberté
Those Shoes Composer(s): Don Felder - Glenn Frey - Don Henley First release by: Eagles - 1979
Tell us what youre gonna do tonight, mama There must be someplace you can go In the middle of the tall drinks and the drama There must be someone you know
God knows, youre lookin good enough But youre so smooth and the worlds so rough You might have somethin to loose Oh, no, pretty mama, what you gonna Do in those shoes?
Got those pretty little straps around your ankles Got those shiny little chains around your heart You go to have your independence But you dont know just where to start
Desperation in the singles bars An all those jerkoffs in their fancy cars You cant believe your reviews
Oh, no, you cant do that Once you started wearin those shoes
Theyre lookin at you, leanin on you Tell you anything you want to hear They give you tablets of love Theyre waiting for you Got to score you Handy with a shovel and so sincere Ooh, they got the kid glove
You just want someone to talk to They just wanna get their hands on you You get whatever you choose Oh, no, you cant do that Once you started wearin those shoes
Crunchin' Walnuts With My Teeth Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Shel Silverstein
Ever since I been a little child I been crunchin' walnuts with my teeth And that accounts for my unusual smile I been crunchin' walnuts with my teeth And while other kids was goin' to school Learnin' 'bout tools and learnin' 'bout rules I was sittin' by myself, playin' it cool Just crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
Well, I met a little girl at the general store While I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth She said, "I see you're the one for me" So we went and got married immediately I spent my honeymoon romantically Crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
Now one night as I was returnin' to my house I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth I heard some fella, he was lovin' my spouse While I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth And I peeked in the window and he come into view He weighed three hundred pounds, stood seven foot two So I did what any red-blooded American boy would do Crunched a walnut with my teeth
Now my whole lifelong philosophy Is crunch a walnut with your teeth Just think how happy the world would be If we all crunched walnuts with our teeth And we'd all sit around in the middle of the floor A-crunchin' and a-munchin' like we never did before And you know nobody's gonna go to war Crunchin' walnuts with their teeth
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you The songs of the past bring back memories of you I always remember the first night we met The songs they were playing I never will forget
I always will treasure them so close to my heart They always will haunt me although we're apart Each time that I hear them a tear's bound to fall For I love those memories that I, I-I recall
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you The songs of the past bring back memories of you Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you (Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)
"Yes, dear, they are playin' our songs And they will always remain our songs And each time you hear them, I hope you, too, will cherish the wonderful memories that our love once knew For these songs are just a symbol of the love that I had for you"
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you The songs of the past bring back memories of you Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you (Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)
Crumbling Land Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright Performer(s): Pink Floyd
In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky wheeling, soaring, gliding high
On a hill there lived a man with many shining things shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings wining, dining, shining king
Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies drinking in the clear blue well back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line
Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land screaming, dealing, movie man
Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise gliding high into the sky
By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise upon the finger of the king on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
Crumbling Land Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright Performer(s): Pink Floyd
In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky wheeling, soaring, gliding high
On a hill there lived a man with many shining things shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings wining, dining, shining king
Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies drinking in the clear blue well back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line
Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land screaming, dealing, movie man
Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise gliding high into the sky
By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise upon the finger of the king on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
Those Magic Changes Composer(s): Warren Casey - Jim Jacobs First release by: Sha-Na-Na - 1978 Covered by multiple other artists
What's that playing on the radio? Why do I start swaying to and fro? I have never heard that song before But if I don't hear it anymore
Still familiar to me sends a thrill right to me Plus those chords remind me of the night that I first fell in love to Those magic changes My heart arranges A melody that's never the same A melody thats calling your name And betcha please come back to me Please return to me Don't go away again or make them play again The music I want to hear at once again You whisper in my ear oh my darling
I'll be waiting by the radio You'll come back to me some day I know Been so long since our last goodbye But I'm singing as I cry
While the bass is sounding while the drums are punding Beating of my broken heart will rise to first place in the charts Oh my heart arranges Oh those magic changes
Crumblin' Down Composer(s): G.C. Green - John Mellencamp
Performer(s): John Mellencamp
Some people ain't no damn good
You can't trust 'em
You can't love em
No good deed goes unpunished
And I don't mind being their whipping boy
I've had that pleasure
For years and years
No, no I never was a sinner
Tell me what else can I do
Second best is what you get
'Til you learn to bend the rules
Time respects no person
And when you lift up must fall
They're waiting outside
To claim my crumblin' walls
Saw my picture in the paper
Read the news around my face
And now some people
Don't want to treat me the same
When the walls
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy
That I'm uneducated
And my opinipn means nothin'
But I know I'm a real good dancer
Don't need to look over my shoulder
To see what I'm after
Everybody's got their problems
Ain't no new news here
I'm the same old trouble
You've been having for years
Don't confuse the problem
With the issue, girl
It's perfectly clear
Just a human desire
To have you come near
Want to put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my ear
You can bend me
You can break me
But you better stand clear
When the walls
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
Down
When the walls
Come (tumblin' down)
When the walls
Come (rumblin', rumblin')
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Down
Want to put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my ear
You can bend me
You can break me
But you better stand clear
When the walls
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
Down
Je Bois
English & Italian Titles:
I Drink; Io Bevo
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Je bois pour oublier mes années d'infortune Et cette vie commune Avec toi mais si seul Je bois pour me donner l'illusion que j'existe Puisque trop égoïste Pour me péter la gueule
Et je lève mon verre à nos curs en faillite Nos illusions détruites A ma fuite en avant Et je trinque à l'enfer qui dans mon foie s'impose En bouquet de cirrhose Que j'arrose en buvant
Je bois au jour le jour à tes fautes, à mes fautes Au temps que côte à côte Il nous faut vivre encore Je bois à nos amours ambigus, diaboliques Souvent tragi-comiques Nos silences de mort
A nos unions ratées, mesquines et pitoyables A ton corps insatiable Roulant de lit en lit A ce serment, prêté la main sur l'Évangile A ton ventre stérile Qui n'eut jamais de fruit
Je bois pour échapper à ma vie insipide Je bois jusqu'au suicide Le dégoût la torpeur Je bois pour m'enivrer et vomir mes principes Libérant de mes tripes Ce que j'ai sur le cur
Au bonheur avorté, à moi, à mes complexes A toi, tout feu, tout sexe A tes nombreux amants A ma peau boursouflée, striée de couperose Et à la ménopause Qui te guette au tournant
Je bois au lois bénies de la vie conjugale Qui de peur de scandale Poussent à faire semblant Je bois jusqu'à la lie aux étreintes sommaires Aux putes exemplaires Aux froids accouplements
Au meilleur de la vie qui par lambeaux nous quitte A cette cellulite Dont ton corps se dépare Au devoir accompli comme deux automates Aux ennuis de prostate Que j'aurais tôt ou tard
Je bois à en crever et peu à peu j'en crève Comme ont crevé mes rêves Quand l'amour m'a trahi Je bois à m'en damner le foie comme une éponge Car le mal qui me ronge Est le mal de l'oubli
Je m'enivre surtout pour mieux noyer ma peine Et conjurer la haine Dont nous sommes la proie Et le bois comme un trou qu'est en tout point semblable A celui que le diable Te fait creuser pour moi
Je bois mon Dieu, je bois Un peu par habitude Beaucoup de solitude Et pour t'oublier toi Et pour t'emmerder toi Je bois, je bois
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer Those days of soda and pretzels and beer Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies Then lock the house up, now you're set And on the beach you'll see the girls in their bikinis As cute as ever but they never get 'em wet
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer Those days of soda and pretzels and beer Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer You'll wish that summer could always be here
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer Those days of soda and pretzels and beer Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Don't hafta tell a girl and fella about a drive-in Or some romantic moon it seems Right from the moment that those lovers start arrivin' You'll see more kissin' in the cars than on the screen
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer Those days of soda and pretzels and beer Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer You'll wish that summer could always be here
You'll wish that summer could always be here You'll wish that summer could always be here
