| Song | Yesterday When I Was Young (Hier encore) |
| Artist | Patricia Kaas |
| Album | Piano Bar |
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| [ti:Yesterday When I Was Young] | |
| [ar:Patricia kaas] | |
| [00:07.67] | 作詞:Herbert Kretzmer 作曲:Charles Aznavour |
| [00:14.67] | Yesterday when I was young |
| [00:23.11] | The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue |
| [00:29.14] | I teased at life as if it were a foolish game |
| [00:35.62] | The way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame |
| [00:42.30] | The thousand dreams I dreamed |
| [00:45.32] | The splendid things I planned |
| [00:48.49] | I always built to last on weak and shifting sand |
| [00:53.07] | I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day |
| [00:57.49] | And only now I see how the years have run away |
| [01:00.81] | Yesterday when I was young |
| [01:11.02] | There were so many songs that waiting to be sung |
| [01:15.94] | So many wild pleasures that lay in store for me |
| [01:24.19] | And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see |
| [01:29.56] | I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out |
| [01:36.45] | And I never stopped to think what life was all about |
| [01:42.09] | And every conversation that I can recall |
| [01:48.74] | Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all |
| [01:56.74] | Yesterday the moon was blue |
| [02:02.22] | And every crazy day brought something new to do |
| [02:07.51] | And I used my magic age as if it were a wand |
| [02:14.43] | And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond |
| [02:20.72] | The game of love I played with arrogance and pride |
| [02:26.47] | And every flame I lit so quickly quickly died |
| [02:32.95] | The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away |
| [02:38.98] | And only I am left on stage to end the play |
| [02:45.16] | There are so many songs in me that won't be sung |
| [02:51.90] | Cause I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue |
| [02:57.63] | The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young |
| ti: Yesterday When I Was Young | |
| ar: Patricia kaas | |
| [00:07.67] | zuo ci: Herbert Kretzmer zuo qu: Charles Aznavour |
| [00:14.67] | Yesterday when I was young |
| [00:23.11] | The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue |
| [00:29.14] | I teased at life as if it were a foolish game |
| [00:35.62] | The way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame |
| [00:42.30] | The thousand dreams I dreamed |
| [00:45.32] | The splendid things I planned |
| [00:48.49] | I always built to last on weak and shifting sand |
| [00:53.07] | I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day |
| [00:57.49] | And only now I see how the years have run away |
| [01:00.81] | Yesterday when I was young |
| [01:11.02] | There were so many songs that waiting to be sung |
| [01:15.94] | So many wild pleasures that lay in store for me |
| [01:24.19] | And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see |
| [01:29.56] | I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out |
| [01:36.45] | And I never stopped to think what life was all about |
| [01:42.09] | And every conversation that I can recall |
| [01:48.74] | Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all |
| [01:56.74] | Yesterday the moon was blue |
| [02:02.22] | And every crazy day brought something new to do |
| [02:07.51] | And I used my magic age as if it were a wand |
| [02:14.43] | And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond |
| [02:20.72] | The game of love I played with arrogance and pride |
| [02:26.47] | And every flame I lit so quickly quickly died |
| [02:32.95] | The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away |
| [02:38.98] | And only I am left on stage to end the play |
| [02:45.16] | There are so many songs in me that won' t be sung |
| [02:51.90] | Cause I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue |
| [02:57.63] | The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young |
| ti: Yesterday When I Was Young | |
| ar: Patricia kaas | |
| [00:07.67] | zuò cí: Herbert Kretzmer zuò qǔ: Charles Aznavour |
| [00:14.67] | Yesterday when I was young |
| [00:23.11] | The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue |
| [00:29.14] | I teased at life as if it were a foolish game |
| [00:35.62] | The way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame |
| [00:42.30] | The thousand dreams I dreamed |
| [00:45.32] | The splendid things I planned |
| [00:48.49] | I always built to last on weak and shifting sand |
| [00:53.07] | I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day |
| [00:57.49] | And only now I see how the years have run away |
| [01:00.81] | Yesterday when I was young |
| [01:11.02] | There were so many songs that waiting to be sung |
| [01:15.94] | So many wild pleasures that lay in store for me |
| [01:24.19] | And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see |
| [01:29.56] | I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out |
| [01:36.45] | And I never stopped to think what life was all about |
| [01:42.09] | And every conversation that I can recall |
| [01:48.74] | Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all |
| [01:56.74] | Yesterday the moon was blue |
| [02:02.22] | And every crazy day brought something new to do |
| [02:07.51] | And I used my magic age as if it were a wand |
| [02:14.43] | And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond |
| [02:20.72] | The game of love I played with arrogance and pride |
| [02:26.47] | And every flame I lit so quickly quickly died |
| [02:32.95] | The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away |
| [02:38.98] | And only I am left on stage to end the play |
| [02:45.16] | There are so many songs in me that won' t be sung |
| [02:51.90] | Cause I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue |
| [02:57.63] | The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young |