Parece que una de las frases que mas repito es "ah, eso me recuerda una cancion", casi naiden pregunta "¿cual cancion?", pero ps no importa, el sunto es que me resulta imposible no relacionar las cosas que me pasan con canciones, siendo incapaz de crear las mias (por ahora).

Y ahora en esot momentos en que muchas cosas que me importan estan valiendo cheto, me aprovecho para volver a escuchar algo que me recuerda que mas vale no quejarse, lo importante es seguir adelante, y aqui esta la letra, talvez luego la tradusca, si lo piden (chale, ¿a quien le estas habalndo?).

It's hard,hard,
not to sit on your hands,
burrow your head in the sand,
hard, not to make other plans
and claim that you've done all you can,
all alone
and lifemust go on.

Its hard,hard,
to stand up for what's right
and bring home the bacon each night,
hard, not to break down and cry,
when every ideal that you tried
has been wrong.
But you must
carry on.

It's hard,
but you know it's worth the fight,
cause you know youve got the truth on your side,
when the accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don't
be afraid of what they'll say.
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand some day,
some day.

It's hard,
hard, when you're here all alone
and everyone else's gone home.
Harder to know right from wrong
when all objectivity's gone
and it's gone.
But you still
carry on.

'Cause you,
you are the only one left
and you've got to clean up this mess.
You know you'll end up like the rest
Bitter and twisted - unless
you stay strong
And youcarry on.

It's hard,
but you know it's worth the fight,
cause you know you've got the truth on your side,
when the accusations fly.
Hold tight!
Don't
be afraid of what they'll say.
Who cares what cowards think anyway,
They will understand some day,
some day
some day.
Yann Tiersen