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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marina Salas
Vocals
Violeta Narea
Vocals
Osvi Grecco
Guitar
Basilio Marti
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Aznavour
Composer
Herbert Kretzmer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carlos Narea
Producer
Eduardo Lavilla
Assistant Recording Engineer
Angel Martos
Mixing Engineer
Pablo Sanchez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Abel Valles
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
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 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, 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 it were 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
Young, young...
Written by: Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer