Biografía:
Charles Aznavour (París, Francia, 22 de mayo de 1924 - Mouriès, Bocas del Ródano, Francia, 1 de octubre de 2018) es un cantante, compositor y actor francés de origen armenio. Se trata de uno de los cantantes franceses más populares y de carrera más extensa, y el más conocido internacionalmente; ha vendido más de 100 millones de discos. Aznavour es conocido por críticos y admiradores con el apodo de "Charles Aznavoice".
Nacido como Chahnour Varinag Aznavourian en París, es hijo de emigrantes armenios.
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- La Salle Et La Terrasse
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- Mes Amis Mes Amours
- Mes Emmerdes
- Mourir Pour Toi
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- Sa Jeunesse Entre Ses Main
- She
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- Tu T'laisses Aller
- Une Jam
- And I In My Chair
- Emmenez
- For Me Formidable
- How Sad Venice Can Be
- Il Faut Savoir
- La Bohemia
- Les Comediens
- Les Deux Guitares
- Morir De Amor
- Parce Que Tu Crois
- Que Cest Triste Venise
- Qui
- Quien
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- Sa Jeunesse
- Trousse Chemise
- Tu Te Laisses Aller
- Un Poco Antes De La Guerra
- Une Vie Damore
- Venecia Sin Ti
- Y Por Tanto
- Yesterday When I Was Young
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
"Yesterday When I Was Young" (aka "Hier Encore")
by Aznavour & Kretzmer
[Verse 1]
Gm C
Yesterday when I was young
F Bb
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
Gm A
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
Dm
The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame.
[Verse 2]
Gm C
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
F Bb
I always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand
Gm A
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
Dm
And only now I see how the years ran away
[Chorus]
Bb C
Yesterday, when I was young
F Bb
So many drinking songs were waiting to be sung
Gm A
So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me
Dm
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see
Bb C
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
F Bb
I never stopped to think what life was all about
Gm A
And every conversation I can now recall
Dm
Concerned itself with me, me and nothing else at all.
[Verse 3]
Gm C
Yesterday the moon was blue
F Bb
And every crazy day brought something new to do
Gm A
I used my magic age as if it were a wand
Dm
And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.
[Verse 4]
Dm Gm C
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride
F Bb
And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died.
Gm A
The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away
Dm
And only I am left on stage to end the play.
[Outro]
Bb C
There are so many songs in me that won't be sung
F Bb
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
Gm A
The time has come for me to pay for yesterday
Dm
When I was...young
A
Young
Dm
Young
by Aznavour & Kretzmer
[Verse 1]
Gm C
Yesterday when I was young
F Bb
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
Gm A
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
Dm
The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame.
[Verse 2]
Gm C
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
F Bb
I always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand
Gm A
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
Dm
And only now I see how the years ran away
[Chorus]
Bb C
Yesterday, when I was young
F Bb
So many drinking songs were waiting to be sung
Gm A
So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me
Dm
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see
Bb C
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
F Bb
I never stopped to think what life was all about
Gm A
And every conversation I can now recall
Dm
Concerned itself with me, me and nothing else at all.
[Verse 3]
Gm C
Yesterday the moon was blue
F Bb
And every crazy day brought something new to do
Gm A
I used my magic age as if it were a wand
Dm
And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.
[Verse 4]
Dm Gm C
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride
F Bb
And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died.
Gm A
The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away
Dm
And only I am left on stage to end the play.
[Outro]
Bb C
There are so many songs in me that won't be sung
F Bb
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
Gm A
The time has come for me to pay for yesterday
Dm
When I was...young
A
Young
Dm
Young
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