My heart is sinking,
It’s time to save it from drown.
My tears are flying,
My heart is crying alone.

My soul is empty
Without any blossom of love.
And I’m walking quickly,
My steps are carrying me to unknown place.

You see that I’m falling,
That I’m going down.
My eyes are closing and
It’s hard for them to be opened now.

I’m looking for my heart and soul,
I’ve just lost my feelings and myself.
I can’t make up for the lost time
And I’m trying to find you… at last…

IF......

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not to make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ’Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
‘ Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

Redyard Keepling

Si...
Translated into Spanish by: Quijote
SI LOGRAS CONSERVAR INTACTA TU FIRMEZA,
CUANDO TODOS VACILAN Y TACHAN TU ENTEREZA,
SI A PESAR DE ESAS DUDAS, MANTIENES TUR CREENCIAS,
SIN QUE TE DEBILITEN EXTRAÑAS SUGERENCIAS.

SI SABES ESPERAR, Y FIEL A LA VERDAD, REACIO A LA MENTIRA,
EL ODIO DE LOS OTROS TE SIENTA INDIFERENTE,
SIN CREERTE POR ELLO, MUY SABIO O MUY VALIENTE.

SI SUEÑAS, SIN POR ELLO RENDIRTE ANTE TU ENSUEÑO,
SI PIENSAS, MAS DE TU PENSAMIENTO SIGUES DUEÑO.
SI TRIUNFOS O DESASTRES, NO MENGUAN TUS ARDORES,
Y POR IGUAL LOS TRATAS COMO DOS IMPOSTORES
SI SOPORTAS OIR LA VERDAD DEFORMADA,
CUAL TRAMPA DE NECIOS, POR MALVADOS USADA.
O MIRAR HECHO TRIZAS DE TU VIDA EL IDEAL,
Y CON GASTADOS UTILES, RECOMENZAR IGUAL.

SI TODA LA VICTORIA CONQUISTADA,
TE ATREVEZ A ARRIESGAR EN UNA AUDAZ JUGADA,
Y AUN PERDIENDO, SIN QUEJAS, NI TRISTEZAS,
CON NUEVO BRIO REINICIAR, PUEDES TU EMPREZA.

SI ENTREGADO A LA LUCHA, CON NERVIO Y CORAZON,
AUN DESFALLECIDO, PERSISTES EN LA ACCION,
Y EXTRAES ENERGIAS, CANSADO Y VACILANTE,
DE HEROICA VOLUNTAD, QUE TE ORDENA ¡ADELANTE!.

SI HASTA EL PUEBLO TE ACERCAS SIN PERDER TU VIRTUD,
Y CON REYES ALTERNAS SIN CAMBIAR DE ACTITUD,
SI NO LOGRAN TURBARTE NI AMIGO, NI ENEMIGO,
PERO EN JUSTA MEDIDA, PUEDEN CONTAR CONTIGO.

SI ALCANZAS A LLENAR, EL MINUTO SERENO,
DE SESENTA SEGUNDOS, DE UN ESFUERZO SUPREMO,
LO QUE EXISTE EN EL MUNDO, EN TUS MANOS TENDRAS,
Y ADEMÁS HIJO MIO: ¡ UN HOMBRE TU SERAS !