A Thousand Yesterdays
Abolfazl Aseman
emotional
slow
warm bass
Soft
Warm
jazz
gentle
vocal
minimal
traditional tar intro
modern persian pop with soft jazz rhythm
persian fusion
male vocals with raspy delivery
persian pop
Created Dec 13, 2025
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The tar hums low, a whispering sigh,
Each note a tear for days gone by.
The sun sets slow, a golden haze,
Fading shadows of a thousand yesterdays.
[Chorus]
A thousand yesterdays, they call my name,
Each one a candle in love's fragile flame.
I chase their glow, but they slip away,
Leaving me lost in this twilight gray.
[Verse 2]
Your voice, it lingers like a ghost,
In the echoes where I miss you most.
A fleeting glance, a smile undone,
A story ended before it begun.
[Prechorus]
Regret and longing weave their art,
A quiet storm within my heart.
[Chorus]
A thousand yesterdays, they call my name,
Each one a candle in love's fragile flame.
I chase their glow, but they slip away,
Leaving me lost in this twilight gray.
[Bridge]
Oh, the tar still plays its mournful tune,
Under the wistful eye of the moon.
And though the world has turned the page,
My heart remains in its gilded cage.
The tar hums low, a whispering sigh,
Each note a tear for days gone by.
The sun sets slow, a golden haze,
Fading shadows of a thousand yesterdays.
[Chorus]
A thousand yesterdays, they call my name,
Each one a candle in love's fragile flame.
I chase their glow, but they slip away,
Leaving me lost in this twilight gray.
[Verse 2]
Your voice, it lingers like a ghost,
In the echoes where I miss you most.
A fleeting glance, a smile undone,
A story ended before it begun.
[Prechorus]
Regret and longing weave their art,
A quiet storm within my heart.
[Chorus]
A thousand yesterdays, they call my name,
Each one a candle in love's fragile flame.
I chase their glow, but they slip away,
Leaving me lost in this twilight gray.
[Bridge]
Oh, the tar still plays its mournful tune,
Under the wistful eye of the moon.
And though the world has turned the page,
My heart remains in its gilded cage.