Usted buscó: fly by night (Inglés - Tagalo)

by night
pagsapit ng gabi

months fly by
fly by

time flies by so fast
time flies indeed so fast

time flies by so fast indeed
napakabilis ng paglipas ng panahon

god of wonders god of wonders third day lord of all creation lord of water, earth and sky the heavens are your tabernacle glory to the lord on high and god of wonders beyond our galaxy you are holy, holy the universe declares your majesty you are holy, holy lord of heaven and earth lord of heaven and earth so early in the morning i will celebrate the light as i stumble in the darkness i will call your name by night god of wonders beyond our galaxy you are holy, holy the universe declares your ma
diyos ng mga kababalaghan diyos ng mga kababalaghan ikatlong araw panginoon ng lahat ng nilikha panginoon ng tubig, lupa at kalangitan ang langit ang iyong tabernacle glory to the lord on high at diyos ng mga kababalaghan lampas sa aming kalawakan ikaw ay banal, banal ipinahayag ng sansinukob ang iyong kamahalan ikaw ay banal , banal na panginoon ng langit at lupa panginoon ng langit at lupa kaya't maaga sa umaga ay ipagdiriwang ko ang ilaw habang nadapa ako sa kadiliman tatawagin ko ang iyong pangalan sa gabi diyos ng mga kababalaghan lampas sa aming kalawakan ikaw ay banal, banal ipinahayag ng sansinukob ang iyo ma

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 a candle flame; the thousand dreams i dreamed, the splendid things i planned i always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand; i lived by night and shunned the naked light of day and only now i see how the years ran away yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled 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 i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all yesterday the moon was blue, and every crazy day brought something new to do, i used my magic age as if it were a wand, and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond; the game of love i played with arrogance and pride and every flame i lit too quickly, quickly died; the friends i made all seemed somehow to drift away and only i am left on stage to end the play 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 yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled 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 i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all
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 a candle flame; the thousand dreams i dreamed, the splendid things i planned i always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand; i lived by night and shunned the naked light of day and only now i see how the years ran away yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled 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 i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all yesterday the moon was blue, and every crazy day brought something new to do, i used my magic age as if it were a wand, and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond; the game of love i played with arrogance and pride and every flame i lit too quickly, quickly died; the friends i made all seemed somehow to drift away and only i am left on stage to end the play 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 yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled 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 i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all