[00:35 .30]I always always built alas on weak and shifting sand.
[00:8.30]Yesterday when I was young
[00:13.40]the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my  tongue.
[00:18.30]I teased at life as if it were a foolish game,
[00:24.00]the way the evening breeze may  tease a candle flame.
[00:29.50]The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
[00:40.20]I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day
[00:45.30]and only now I see how the years ran away.
[00:51.40]Yesterday when I was young
[00:56.30]so many drinking songs were waiting to be sung,
[01:02.10]so many wild pleasures lay in store for me
[01:07.00]and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.
[01:12.40]I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out,
[01:18.30]I never stopped to think what life was all about
[01:23.15]and every conversation I can now recall
[01:28.40]concerned itself with me and nothing else at all.
[01:55.30]Yesterday the moon was blue
[02:00.00]and every crazy day brought something new to do.
[02:06.10]I used my  magic age as if it were a wand
[02:11.10]and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.
[02:17.00]The g ame of love I played with arrogance and pride
[02:22.30]and every flame I lit too quickly quickly died.
[02:27.30]The friedns I made all seemed somehow to drift away
[02:32.30]and only I am left on stage to end the play.
[02:38.30]There are so many songs in me that won't be sung,
[02:43.20]I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue.
[03:48:20]The time has come for  me to pay for yesterday when I was young.