Then 
((French Version: Mais C'était Hier (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Herbert Kretzmer
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



We were happy then
Burning up the days, the kind of place will last so long
Busy making hay, every dizzy day, sung a summer song
Saying come what may, nothing could go wrong

We were hungry then
Sharing every crust, often halfway bust, often halfway poor
Close enough to touch, nothing mattered much, somehow we'd endure
We were both so young, we were both too sure

They had a glow, they had a shine
Those days of hope and cheap white wine
Suddenly one day, summer ebbed away, winter came to stay

Days are colder now
And the rain falls down on a lonesome town, sighing for the past
And I'm older now, wise enough to know, summers never last
We were both so blind, and we ran too fast

(Days would last forever then)
(Not too late for lovers then)
(Lots of time to breathe the ??? air)
But suddenly one day, summer ebbed away, winter came to stay

Days are colder now
And the rain falls down on a lonesome town, sighing for the past
And I'm older now, wise enough to know, summers never last

And that song we knew
Won't be sung again
For the song was you
And the time was then