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(Herbert Kretzmer - Charles Aznavour)



Yesterday when I was young

The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue

I teased at life as if it were a foolish game

The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame.



The thousand dreams I dreamed the splendid things I planned

I always built a las on weak and shifting sand

I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day

And only now I see how the years ran away.



Yesterday when I was young

So many drinking songs were waiting to be sung

So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me

And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.



I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out

I never stopped to think what life was all about

And every conversation I can now recall

Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all.



Yesterday the moon was blue

And every crazy day brought something new to do

I used my magic age as if it were a wand

And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.



The game of love I played with arrogance and pride

And every flame I lit too quickly quickly died

The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away

And only I am left on stage to end the day.



There are so many songs in me that won`t be sung

I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue

The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young...

(Herbert Kretzmer - Charles Aznavour)



Yesterday when I was young

The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue

I teased at life as if it were a foolish game

The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame.



The thousand dreams I dreamed the splendid things I planned

I always built a las on weak and shifting sand

I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day

And only now I see how the years ran away.



Yesterday when I was young

So many drinking songs were waiting to be sung

So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me

And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.



I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out

I never stopped to think what life was all about

And every conversation I can now recall

Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all.



Yesterday the moon was blue

And every crazy day brought something new to do

I used my magic age as if it were a wand

And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.



The game of love I played with arrogance and pride

And every flame I lit too quickly quickly died

The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away

And only I am left on stage to end the day.



There are so many songs in me that won`t be sung

I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue

The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young...

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