And those days turned to weeks, and weeks to months, and pretty soon those months have turned into years with very little to show for your efforts. No songs. So you start asking yourself questions. What have I done to offend the gods that they would abandon me so? Is the gift of songwriting taken away as easily as it seems
Los días se hacen semanas, y las semanas, meses; y muy pronto esos meses se hacen años y hay poco que mostrar para tanto esfuerzo. No hay canciones. Entonces, uno empieza a hacerse preguntas. ¿Qué he hecho para ofender a los dioses y que me abandonen así? ¿Se quita el don para