Vídeo: Yesterday When I Was Young

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Yesterday When I Was Young

Yesterday When I Was Young - Shirley Bassey

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, 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 lovely 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.

Shirley Bassey - Yesterday When I Was Young

Shirley Bassey - Yesterday When I Was Young

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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 fl ame. 
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 happy 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