Land of Yesterday
Once, I had a palace
Here, merely a flat
I fled with some diamonds
And that was that
It's very tragic
Once, ladies-in waiting
All bending a knee
Now, only one lady-in-waiting— me
No fanfares (Or sedan chairs)
And no coaches (And we sold our broaches)
No afternoon card games with the Tsar
No caviar (but I say we're not dead now)
We're not dead now
We're in France instead, now
Let us not be sad
The night's young
And Russians are mad, so
Let's live in the land of yesterday
Live in the grand Imperial heyday
Let's live in the land of yesterday Russia (Husha!)
Let's put on the fancy clothes
And let's while our woes away
In Russia Land of yesterday
In dire circumstances
Why wallow in regret?
We're out of second chances
Why are we here, except to forget?
We know the world is fickle
Life is a leaky sieve
Pass me a glass and give me a bow
And drink to the countess nobody now
Why should I care as long as I dare to live
In the land of yesterday
Let's run up the bill as if we're still Royalty at play
In Russia, land of yesterday
The night's young
And Russians are mad, so
Let's live in the land of yesterday
Live in the grand Imperial heyday
Let's live in the land of yesterday Russia (Husha!)
Let's brush off the days of old
And let's hold the world at bay
Yes, here's to Russia!
Here's to Russia!
Here's to Russia!
Land of yesterday
Land of yesterday, hey
Autor(es): LYNN AHRENS, STEPHEN CHARLES FLAHERTY
