About the song
ABBA, the Swedish pop quartet renowned for their catchy melodies and infectious energy, crafted a timeless classic with “Happy New Year.” Released in 1980 as part of their acclaimed album Super Trouper, the song initially received a limited release but has since become a beloved anthem for welcoming the new year.
Originally titled “Daddy Don’t Get Drunk on Christmas Day,” the song was later retitled to its more universally appealing name. Its heartfelt lyrics express hopes for peace, prosperity, and unity in the coming year, resonating with listeners worldwide. The song’s uplifting melody, coupled with Agnetha Fältskog’s powerful vocals, creates a joyous and celebratory atmosphere.
While the English version of “Happy New Year” gained widespread popularity, the Spanish-language version, “Felicidad,” also found success in Spanish-speaking territories. Its release in 1980 helped solidify ABBA’s global appeal and introduced their music to a wider audience.
Over the years, “Happy New Year” has continued to captivate listeners and has become a staple of New Year’s Eve celebrations. Its enduring popularity can be attributed to its timeless message, catchy melody, and ABBA’s iconic sound. The song’s ability to evoke feelings of hope, optimism, and togetherness has made it a cherished tradition for millions around the world.
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Lyrics
No more champagne and the fireworks are through.
Here we are me and you, feeling lost and feeling blue.
It’s the end of the party and the morning seems so grey, so unlike yesterday.
Now’s time for us to say:
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Happy new year! happy new year!
May we all have a vision, now and then,
of the world where ev’ry neighbor is friend.
Happy new year! happy new year!
May we all have our hopes our wills to try
if we don’t we might as well lay down die. You and I…
Sometimes I see how the brave new world arrives.
And I see how it thrives in the ashes of our lives.
Oh, yes man is fool and he think he be okay,
dragging on feet of clay, never knowing he’s astray
( Keep on going any way )
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Seems to me now that the dreams we had before
are all dead nothing more than confetti on the floor.
It’s the end of the decade, in another ten year times
who can say what we’ll find,
that lies waiting down the lines ( in the end of eighty-nine )
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