Expanding on my mother’s favorite saying

No hay mal que dure cien anos

me decia mi mama

Ni cuerpo que lo sostenga

todo tiene que acabar

 

Pero hijo no te rindas,

     lo que sufres, va pasar.

Siempre carga tu cancion

     como arma, pa’ amar.

 

 

* Translation

There is no evil/ wrong that lasts a hundred years

my mom used to tell me

Nor a body to withstand it

everything has an end

 

But son, don’t give up,

     what you suffer will happen/ pass.

Always load/ carry your song

     As a weapon, to love.

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