[00:00.000] 作词 : Charles Aznavour[00:01.000] 作曲 : Charles Aznavour[00:02.000] 编曲 : Roy Clark[00:05.818]Seems the love I've ever known has always been[00:10.071]The most destructive kind[00:12.656]I guess that's why now[00:14.828]I feel so old before my time[00:19.510]Yesterday, when I was young,[00:25.109]The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue,[00:30.534]I teased at life as if it were a foolish game,[00:36.268]The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame[00:41.929]The thousand dreams I dreamed,[00:44.661]The splendid things I planned,[00:47.907]I always built, alas,[00:50.463]On weak and shifting sand,[00:52.695]I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day,[00:57.627]And only now I see how the years ran away[01:02.903]Yesterday, when I was young,[01:07.817]So many happy songs were waiting to be sung,[01:13.356]So many wild pleasures lay in store for me,[01:19.137]And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see[01:24.199]I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out,[01:29.613]I never stopped to think what life was all about,[01:35.304]And every conversation I can now recall,[01:40.857]Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all[02:08.013]Yesterday, the moon was blue,[02:12.919]And every crazy day brought something new to do,[02:17.842]I used my magic age as if it were a wand,[02:23.565]And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond[02:28.573]The game of love I played with arrogance and pride,[02:34.003]And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died,[02:39.692]The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away,[02:45.195]And only I am left on stage to end the play[02:50.073]There are so many songs in me that won't be sung,[02:55.919]I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue,[03:01.334]The time has come for me to pay,[03:04.207]For yesterday, when I was young