Yesterday When I Was Young vom Album: Golden Memories 1


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Yesterday When I Was Young


Komponist: Charles Aznavour
Organisiert und durchgeführt von Fariborz Lachini
Piano: Fariborz Lachini
Instrumentalmusik
Musik-Genre:
Klavier Solo ,
Easy Listening
Erweiterte
2008
Ershad Permit #: 6149
Melli Library #: 12426
ISRC: USTC70848089
Aus Musikalbum: Golden Memories 1
Track: 13
Song Länge: 5:25
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Erweiterte


Yesterday When I Was Young vom Album: Piano Sheet Music


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Yesterday When I Was Young


Komponist: Charles Aznavour
Organisiert und durchgeführt von Fariborz Lachini
Instrumentalmusik
Musik-Genre:

Mittelstufe
Mit Fingersatz Vorschlag

Aus Musikalbum: Piano Sheet Music
Track: 144
Song Länge: 1:28
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Mittelstufe
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Yesterday When I Was Young vom Album: Sheet Music


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Yesterday When I Was Young


Komponist: Charles Aznavour
Organisiert und durchgeführt von Fariborz Lachini
Instrumentalmusik
Musik-Genre:

Einfach

Aus Musikalbum: Sheet Music
Track: 145
Song Länge: 1:28
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Yesterday When I Was Young vom Album: Chords




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Yesterday When I Was Young


Komponist: Charles Aznavour
Musik-Genre:


Aus Musikalbum: Chords
Track: 71
Song Länge: 1

  



Yesterday When I Was Young - Heir Encore - Ayer Aúneri Si - Ayer A
Liedtexte: Herbert Kretzmer
Sänger: 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.