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At some point you will realize that you've done too much for someone or something, that the only next possible step is to stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It's not like you're giving up, and it's not that you didn't try. It's just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours would eventually be yours, and what is not, will never be.

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Sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together

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When love is not madness, it is not love.
"Never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it. The time will pass anyway. " - Earl Nightingale
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No olvides que eres un príncipe porque eres hijo del rey del universo
Cuando dices "no puedo" estas diciendo "no quiero"

Ya hay demasiado martires, Necesitamos Héroes!

Levantate y anda! Yo te acompaño!
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está permitido que te caigas, pero no que te quedes en el suelo.
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all of the books started out as an idea, and look how far they have gone!

Look how big your ideas can turn out to be!

Is up to you to bring it to life! You bring the book to life, in your imagination!
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millones de letras mezcladas en el tintero...
ahora al escribir siento al pubico expectante
siento sobre mi su mirada penetrante
como si fuera un mago sacare un conejo de mi sombrero

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The Parting Glass

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Of all the money that e'er I had,
I spent it in good company.
And all the harm that e'er I've done,
Alas! it was to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit
To mem'ry now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all.

Of all the comrades that e'er I had,
They are sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had,
They would wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call,
Good night and joy be with you all.

A man may drink and not be drunk,
A man may fight and not be slain,
A man may court a pretty girl,
And perhaps be welcome back again.
But since it has so ought to be,
By a time to rise and a time to fall,
Come fill to me the parting glass,
Good night and joy be with you all.
Good night and joy be with you all.

Read more at http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858888755/#Gh67KrlV4005WZ2E.99 


My Interpretation:I know it's supposed to be a drinking song that was (as the story goes, at least) composed by a travelling Scot-- the "gently rise and softly call" part is him saying goodbye to his companions that were at the inn as he leaves, and the "parting glass" is that one more for the road type deal-- but I can't help but think of an alternate meaning every time I hear it.

It always reminds me of death. In my mind, the singer knows he's going to die and recalls his life. Maybe he's an old man on his deathbed or a soldier bleeding out. Either way, as he goes, he's content and happy with what he's done, even though his comrades "will be sorry for my going away" and his sweethearts would "wish me one more day to stay."

When he "gently rises" and goes into the "night" of death, it's bittersweet, but he doesn't want anyone to be sad that he's gone. So he wishes them joy, and passes on.

I know it's not really the "real" meaning, but it just really seems to fit to me.

Also, Ed's performance of this is fantastic, I have to say.


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Mi alma vagaba en noches inciertas, sin un porqué, sin un motivo aparente, simplemente reducía mi existir al espacio que ocupaba sin querer interferir con el de otro ser. Entre notas irreales encontraba tranquilidad, sin embargo, ella era fugaz pues cuando el día llegaba era monótono, la noche eterna, el tiempo era odiado, el sueño anhelado. Solo ahí en los sueños de la gran ciudad era plena pero falsamente feliz, necesitaba a alguien que fuera real, que transportara la ciudad a mi vida.

Aunque nuestros cuerpos no se encuentren, y solo nuestras ideas se puedan conocer te amo, si te amo porque eres música, abstracta pero tan diciente.

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sabes por que escribo?
quieres saber la razon?
yo solo me siento vivo
cuanodohabla mi corazon

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