Yesterday when I was young, 昨天，当我年轻的时候，

The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue, 生活的味道是甜在我的舌头雨，

I teased at life as if it were a foolish game, 我逗的生活就好像它是一个愚蠢的游戏，

The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame; 晚风可以逗蜡烛火焰的方法;

The thousand dreams I dreamed, 千梦，我梦见，

The splendid things I planned 华丽的东西，我计划

I always built, alas, 我总是建，唉，

on weak and shifting sand; 在松软的流沙;

I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day 我住了一夜，并回避了赤裸裸的出头之日

And only now I see how the years ran away. 而且，只有现在我看到岁月如何逃跑。

   

Yesterday, when I was young, 昨天，当我年轻的时候，

So many happy songs were waiting to be sung, 这么多快乐的歌曲，等待被传唱，

So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me 所以很多任性的乐趣在于店里给我

And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, 和这么多的痛苦我发花的眼睛不肯见，

   

I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, 我跑那么快，时间和青春，最后跑了出来，

I never stopped to think what life was all about 我从未停下来思考什么样的生活是所有关于

And every conversation I can now recall concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all. 而且每次谈话，我可以现在回想起有关自己和我在一起，而不是其他的。

   

Yesterday the moon was blue, 昨天的月亮是蓝色的，

and every crazy day brought something new to do, 和每一个疯狂的一天带来新的东西做的，

I used my magic age as if it were a wand, 我用我的魔法时代，就好像它是一个棒，

and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond; 和从未见过的浪费和空虚超越;

The game of love I played with arrogance and pride 爱情的游戏，我玩的傲慢和骄傲

and every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died; 和每一个火焰，我点的太快，快死了;

The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away 我做了所有的朋友似乎莫名其妙地渐行渐远

And only I am left on stage to end the play. 而且，只有我留在舞台上结束游戏。

There are so many songs in me that won't be sung, 还有在我那么多的歌，不会唱，

I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue, 我呼吁我的舌头感觉到泪水的苦涩味，

The time has come for me to pay for Yesterday 时间已到，我付出了昨天

When I was Young. 我年轻的时候。

   

Yesterday, when I was young, 昨天，当我年轻的时候，

So many happy songs were waiting to be sung, 这么多快乐的歌曲，等待被传唱，

So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me 所以很多任性的乐趣在于店里给我

And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, 和这么多的痛苦我发花的眼睛不肯见，