Being nostalgic is not falling behind the world : human is gifted with a soul, not only because of his ability to remember, but also for his being blessed with possession of memories.
Nostagia is memory, will bring you feelings of joy, or sorrow, or even sigh of sadness. Yet at the end, all these will be for the soothing and cleansing of your soul.
Though every moment of now and then just flows away beyond your grasp , I do hope the music / songs here can bring you those memories worth embracing and cherising. If the songs or musics here : - bring you happy feeling, may you allow me to heartily share your joy. - make you sad : I envy you, and I'm even jealous of you, for at least you did have your moments of romantic and spectacular past, but I ........ - wet your eyes with tears : don't feel embarrased. Though others may say tears are sign of weakness, there must be something deep down inside you that worth your tears. What's more, after tear-ing, your eyes will turn brighter, and your mind lighter. In my case, I'm but a man who can only cry without tear. - do not stir up anything inside you : you must be a person with strong will and power that defy any defeat attempted at you. Congradulation !
【One Day When We Were Young】,【Yesterday When I was Young 】, 两首相 隔几十年的曲子,同样诉说已逝去的年轻日子,却有截然不同的感受,您的是那 一种 ?
还是听了歌才想吧:
并悼念两位不同时代的伟大歌手。
歌词 Lyric :One Day When We Were Young - Richard Tauber
Richard Tauber (1891-1948)
One day when we were young That wonderful morning in May You told me you loved me When we were young one day
Sweet songs of spring were sung And music was never so gay You told me you loved me When we were young one day
You told me you loved me And held me close to your heart We laughed then, we cried then Then came the ti-ime to part
When songs of spring are sung Remember that morning in May Remember you loved me When we were young one day
We laughed then, we cried then Then came the ti-ime to par-art When songs of spring are sung Remember that morning in May Remember you loved me When we were young one day...
歌词 Lyric :Yesterday When I Was Young - Dusty Springfield
Dusty Springfield (1939-1999)
Spoken : Somehow, it seems the love I knew was always the most destructive kind
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 the candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed The splendid things I planned I always built to last on weak and shifting sand I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day And only now I see how the time ran away
Yesterday when I was young So many lovely songs were waiting to be sung So many wild pleasures lay in store for me And so much pain my 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 that I can now recall Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died The friends I made all somehow seemed to slip away And only now I'm left alone to end the play, yeah
Oh, yesterday when I was young So many, many songs were waiting to be sung So many wild pleasures lay in store for me And so much pain my eyes refused to see 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