Una preciosa canción de Eilen Jewell. Una interesante reflexión sobre la propia muerte concentrada en 2:45 minutos. Frente a la persecución de la eternidad simbólica tras la muerte, que ocupa buena parte de la cultura occidental, otra postura, común en otras culturas, es aceptar lo fungible de la vida y que, tras ella, seremos ... bueno, no seremos. Es el sorprendente descubrimiento de que, como bien ha señalado Eduard Punset, existe vida antes de la muerte.
A algunos esta canción les parece algo deprimente. A mi me parece extraordinariamente optimista.
RAIN ROLL IN
There’s only one constant in this old world
that’s nothing ever stays the same.
Someday my life will be over
and no one will remember my name.
That’s all right, ’cause what’s in a name?
And who needs another one to memorize, anyway?
Make no fuss over my grave,
just plant something pretty and call it a day.
Let’s just listen to the rain roll in,
I don’t feel like we’ve got to do nothing
the years go by and before too long
even the very last one is gone,
the very last one is gone
No one ever said it would always be good,
and if they did, they were just wrong.
I’ve loved it all and I’ll miss it when I’m gone.
My life it’s been my art and I’ve told it in my songs
Let’s just listen to the rain roll in,
I don’t feel like we’ve got to do nothing
the years go by and before too long
even the very last one is gone,
