Yesterday When I Was Young (Hier encore)
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've dreamed
The splendid things I planned
I always built alas
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
Life was all about
And every conversation
I can now recall
Concerned itself with me
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 one
And never saw the waste
An emptiness, behold
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 play
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
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've dreamed
The splendid things I planned
I always built alas
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
Life was all about
And every conversation
I can now recall
Concerned itself with me
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 one
And never saw the waste
An emptiness, behold
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 play
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
When I was young
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer
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Other Album Tracks
- She (Tous les visages de l'amour)
- The Old Fashioned Way (Les plaisirs démodés)
- Yesterday When I Was Young (Hier encore)
- And In My Chair (Et moi dans mon coin)
- La Bohème (English Version)
- You've Let Yourself Go (Tu t' laisses aller)
- It Will Be My Day (Je m' voyais déjà)
- You've Got To Learn (Il faut savoir)
- Love Is New Everyday (L'amour c'est comme un jour)
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