Yesterday When I Was Young

خاطرات طلائی 1 - 2008
Yesterday When I Was Young آهنگساز: Charles Aznavour تنظیم و اجرا از فریبرز لاچینی پیانو: فریبرز لاچینی موسیقی بی کلام سبک موسیقی: تکنوازی پیانو , موسیقی ملایم ISRC: USTC70848089 آلبوم: خاطرات طلائی 1 تراک: 13 طول آهنگ: 5:25 Yesterday When I Was Young نت آهنگ Yesterday When I Was Young: - 4 صفحه خرید Yesterday When I Was Young    MP3: تومان400    نت آهنگ PDF: تومان500
نت پیانو -
Yesterday When I Was Young آهنگساز: Charles Aznavour تنظیم و اجرا از فریبرز لاچینی موسیقی بی کلام سبک موسیقی: آلبوم: نت پیانو تراک: 144 طول آهنگ: 1:28 Yesterday When I Was Young نت آهنگ Yesterday When I Was Young: - 2 صفحه خرید Yesterday When I Was Young    MP3: تومان200    نت آهنگ PDF: تومان400
نت موسیقی -
Yesterday When I Was Young آهنگساز: Charles Aznavour تنظیم و اجرا از فریبرز لاچینی موسیقی بی کلام سبک موسیقی: آلبوم: نت موسیقی تراک: 145 طول آهنگ: 1:28 Yesterday When I Was Young نت آهنگ Yesterday When I Was Young: - 2 صفحه خرید Yesterday When I Was Young    MP3: تومان200    نت آهنگ PDF: تومان300
آکورد -
Yesterday When I Was Young آهنگساز: Charles Aznavour سبک موسیقی: آلبوم: آکورد تراک: 71 طول آهنگ: 1 خرید Yesterday When I Was Young    شعر و آکورد PDF: تومان200
Yesterday When I Was Young / Heir Encore / Ayer Aúneri Si / Ayer A شعر ترانه: Herbert Kretzmer خواننده: 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 g ame, the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame. The thousand dreams I 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 the 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 itwere 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 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.