Om lidt

 Om lidt blir her stille

Om lidt er det forbi

You'll never walk alone

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of a storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown

Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart

And you'll never walk alone 

Guess we'll never know

I'll love you 'till the end - forever and a day 

Wildflowers

 I have seen no other 

Who compares with you 

No sound but the wind

Help me to carry the fire
To keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
This road won't go on forever 

Rema, rema, rema-a

 Sobre todo creo que no todo está perdido.

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 Efter dagen följer natten, som den alltid gör, och varje natt utför ett löfte om att en ny dag snart gryr. 

In memoriam

En ängel flög förbi
Mot himmelen så fri
Men hon lämnade sitt leende, på vår jord
Som en sol som värmer oss

Sì, viaggiare

Con coraggio, gentilmente, gentilmente, dolcemente viaggiare

Dark

Dark is a way and light is a place

somethin' you get through

It's not somethin' you get over
But it's somethin' you get through
It's not ours to be taken
It's just a thing we get to do

Don't rush it

But mama said

You can't hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take

This too

There's nothing more to it, 
I just get through it 

Figure it out

I've gotta carry my cross without you
Stuck in the middle and I'm just about to
Figure it out without you

Just idag

Just idag är jag stark
Just idag mår jag bra
Jag har tron på mig själv på min sida

Vilseskog

Det är ett kval att gå vilse,

ett annat att vandra tillbaka

till det förvänt och tillgjort vanda.

Det pågår alltid inom oss

en hemlig strid

om glädjens art och

sorgernas sortering.

High tide or in low tide, I'll be by your side

God guide and protect us
When we're wrong, please correct us (when we're wrong, correct us)
And stand by me

In high seas or in low seas
I'm gonna be your friend

'Til the river runs dry

So don't you sit upon the shoreline
And say you're satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance the tide..

Yo sin ti

Es que yo sin ti, y tú sin mí 
Dime quién puede ser feliz 

The Fault in Our Stars

Without pain, how could we know joy?' This is an old argument in the field of thinking about suffering and its stupidity and lack of sophistication could be plumbed for centuries but suffice it to say that the existence of broccoli does not, in any way, affect the taste of chocolate.