Biografía:
Mary Isobel Catherine Bernadette O'Brien, más conocida como Dusty Springfield, fue una cantante británica de pop-soul nacida en Hampstead, Londres, el 16 de abril de 1939, que falleció en la misma ciudad el 2 de marzo de 1999.
Gozó de una gran popularidad durante los años 60, representando el lado más sofisticado del Swinging London y siendo considerada un icono por el movimiento mod. A comienzos de los años 70 se convirtió en un símbolo para la cultura lesbiana tras hacer pública su bisexualidad.
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- Son Of A Preacher Man
- Spooky
- Wishin And Hopin
- All Cried Out
- All I See Is You
- Anyone Who Had A Heart
- Breakfast In Bed
- Broken Blossoms
- Chained To A Memory
- Crumbs Off The Table
- Dont Forget About Me
- Give Me Time
- Guess Who
- Here She Comes
- Hollywood Movie Girls
- I Cant Make It Alone
- I Close My Eyes And Count To Ten
- I Just Dont Know What To Do With Myself
- I Just Fall In Love Again
- I Think Its Gonna Rain Today
- I Wanna Make You Happy
- I Will Always Want You
- I Will Come To You
- I Wish Id Never Loved You
- If It Hadnt Been For You
- If You Go Away
- In Private
- In The Middle Of Nowhere
- In The Winter
- It Was Easier To Hurt Him
- Ive Been Wrong Before
- Just A Little Lovin
- Just One Smile
- Learn To Say Goodbye
- Little By Little
- Live Here With You
- Live It Up
- Long After Tonight Is All Over
- Look Of Love
- Losing You
- Magic Garden
- Mama Said
- My Colouring Book
- Never Love Again
- No Stranger Am I
- Nothing Is Forever
- Once Upon A Time
- So Much Love
- Some Of Your Lovin
- Someone Who Cares
- Something Special
- Stay Awhile
- Summer Is Over
- Sweet Ride
- Thats How Heartaches Are Made
- The Look Of Love
- Twenty
- Welcome Home
- Whats It Gonna Be
- Who Can I Turn To
- Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow
- Windmills Of Your Mind
- Yesterday When I Was Young
- You Dont Have To Say You Love Me
- You Dont Own Me
- Your Hurtin Kind Of Love
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Yesterday When I Was Young
Dm G
Yesterday when I was young,
C F
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
Dm E
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
Am
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
Chorus:
Dm G
Yesterday when I was young
C F
So many lovely songs were waiting to be sung
Dm E
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me
Am
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
Chorus
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
by: José Duarte
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Dm G
Yesterday when I was young,
C F
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
Dm E
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
Am
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
Chorus:
Dm G
Yesterday when I was young
C F
So many lovely songs were waiting to be sung
Dm E
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me
Am
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
Chorus
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
by: José Duarte
[email protected]
Dye
Dylan Gardner
Dynamite Hack
Dzem
Eagle Eye Cherry