All things must pass.

Ya son cinco años de que pasaste a “mejor vida”, así se dice. No pasa un día sin que deje de pensar en que tanto influiste en la mía, sin siquiera haberte tenido cerca, recibí de ti indirectamente algo que jamás olvidare, como hacerlo, si el hecho de caminar aun en esta tierra es un recordatorio constante de ello. Aparte de tu obra no hubo lección comparable salvo la manera misma de vivir tu vida. A manera de homenaje no me queda más que honrar tu vida como cada año, por todo lo que te debo y jamás, podré siquiera agradecerte.

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Ringo Starr and George Harrison.

Photograph.

Every time I see your face

It reminds me of the places we used to go

But all I've got is a photograph

And I realize you're not coming back anymore

I thought I'd make it

The day you went away

But I can't make it

'Til you come home again to stay

I can't get used to living here

While my heart is broke, my tears are cried for you

I want you here to have and hold

As the years go by, and we grow old and gray

Now you're expecting me

To live without you

But that's not something

That I'm looking forward to

I can't get used to living here
While my heart is broke, my tears are cried for you
I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by, and we grow old and gray

Every time I see your face
It reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I've got is a photograph
And I realize you're not coming back anymore.

Gracias George.