e mais um dia... mais uma luta...

Assim como a arte imita a vida e a vida imita a morte, ai vai uma música que se escreve sobre a minha, que se ajusta... as partes que mais do que combinam, realmente parecem que foram escritas para mim estão em negrito

Queen
The Show Must Go On

Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on
The show must go on, yeah
Inside my heart is breaking
My make - up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are
living for ?
I guess I'm learning (I'm learning learning learning)
I must be warmer now
I'll soon be turning (turning turning turning)
Round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on, yeah yeah
Ooh, inside my heart is breaking
My make - up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

Yeah yeah, whoa wo oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on (go on, go on, go on) yeah yeah
The show must go on (go on, go on, go on)
I'll face it with a grin
I'm never giving in

On - with the show
Ooh, I'll top the bill, I'll overkillI have to find the will to carry on
On with the show
On with the show
The show - the show must go onGo on, go on, go on, go on, go on
Go on, go on, go on, go on, go onGo on, go on, go on, go on, go on
Go on, go on, go on, go on, go onGo on, go on