Everybody Hurts
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.
Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.
Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.
Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. (repeat & fade)
(Everybody hurts. You are not alone.)
Todo el mundo duele
Cuando el día es largo y la noche, la noche es solo tuyo
Cuando estés seguro de que has tenido suficiente de esta vida, espera
No te dejes ir, todo el mundo llora y todo el mundo duele a veces
A veces todo está mal. Ahora es hora de cantar
Cuando tu día es solo de noche, (espera, espera)
Si tienes ganas de soltarte, (espera)
Cuando creas que has tenido demasiado de esta vida, espera
Todo el mundo duele. Toma consuelo en tus amigos
Todo el mundo duele. No tires la mano. Oh, no. No tires la mano
Si sientes que estás solo, no, no, no estás solo
Si estás solo en esta vida, los días y las noches son largos
Cuando crees que has tenido demasiado de esta vida para aguantar
Bueno, a veces todo el mundo lastima
Todos creen. Y todo el mundo duele a veces
Y todo el mundo duele a veces. Así que, espera, espera
Espera, espera. Espera, espera. Espera, espera. (repetición y desvanecimiento)
(Todo el mundo duele. No estás solo.)
Composição: Bill Berry / Michael Stipe / Mike Mills / Peter Buck