[00:00.00] 作词 : Charles Aznavour[00:01.00] 作曲 : Charles Aznavour/Herbert Kretzmer[00:13.87]Yesterday when I was young[00:21.04]the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.[00:27.64]I teased at life as if it were a foolish g ame,[00:34.49]the way the evening breeze may tease a candle fl ame.[00:41.69]The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned[00:47.99]I always built alas on weak and shifting sand.[00:55.30]I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day[01:05.99]and only now I see how the years ran away.[01:09.19]Yesterday when I was young[01:16.41]so many drinking songs were waiting to be sung,[01:22.62]so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me[01:30.14]and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.[01:36.71]I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out,[01:46.64]I never stopped to think what life was all about[01:49.87]and every conversation I can now recall[01:56.78]concerned itself with me and nothing else at all.[02:32.28]There are so many songs in me that won't be sung,[02:39.25]I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue.[02:45.98]The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young.