Biografia:
Shahnour Vaghinagh Aznavourian mais conhecido pelo seu nome artístico de Charles Aznavour (Paris, 22 de maio de 1924) é um cantor francês de origem armênia, é também letrista e ator.
Além de ser um dos mais populares e longevos cantores da França, ele é também um dos cantores franceses mais conhecidos no exterior. Ele atuou em mais de 60 filmes, compôs mais de 1000 canções (incluindo 150 em inglês, 100 em italiano, 70 em espanhol e 50 em alemão) e já vendeu bem mais que 100 milhões de discos.
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Outras músicas:
- Comme Ils Disent
- Dans Mon Coin
- Désormais
- Emmenez Moi
- Et Pourtant
- For Me
- Hier Encore
- Je Bois
- Je M'voyais Déjà
- La Boheme
- La Salle Et La Terrasse
- Le Temps
- Mes Amis Mes Amours
- Mes Emmerdes
- Mourir Pour Toi
- Plaisirs Démodés
- Sa Jeunesse Entre Ses Main
- She
- Sur Ma Vie
- 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
- Rentre Chez Toi Et Pleure
- 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
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
"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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