Yesterday

It is sometimes difficult to express our feelings. Some occasions can not be expressed by words and some of them should not. Some people have enough talent to put the things into words so that you understand the guy deeply.

Again, we reached another weekend which could be spent in the best way. Things, however, sometimes do not go on plan and you can not blame anybody for this. But I know that this is the best thing I've got and should be more careful. So I'll try to be more active next week to feel the taste of life and to convert it to a meaningful one.

For today, "Yesterday" is brought to you. Just to remind you that the life can be expressed in three words: "It goes on". So take care of every moment.
Lyrics is written by Charles Aznavour and is translated to English by Herbert Kretzmer. Roy Clark sang this song at Mickey's Funeral in 1995. Mickey had heard Roy sing it before and thought it depicted his life so well that he specifically asked Roy to someday sing it at his funeral.

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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, 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
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