Yesterday when I was young (Charles Aznavour) English Trad/Adap Herbert Kretzmer

Yesterday when I was young

The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue

I teased at life as if it were a foolish game

The way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame

The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned

I always built to last on weak and shifting sand

I lived by night and shunned, the naked light of day

And only now, I see how the years have run away

Yesterday, when I was young

There were so many songs that waited to be sung

So many wild pleasures that 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

And I never stopped to think what life was all about

And every conversation that I can recall

Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all

Yesterday, the moon was blue

And every crazy day brought something new to do

And I used my magic age as if it were a wand

I never saw the waste and emptiness beyond

The game of love I played with arrogance and pride

And every flame I lit, so 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

'Cause I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue

And the time has come for me to pay for yesterday

When I was young

Ilustración: Smoking Christopher by A. Westenberg