Little person.

AQUÍ está la canción hermosísima del final de 'Synecdoche, New York':



Yo, Clementine, la declaro mi soundtrack de esta semana.
Sólo semana, porque soy medio bipolar.

Y la letra va así:

I'm just a little person.
One person in a sea.
Of many little people.
Who are not aware of me.
I do my little job.
And live my little life.
Eat my little meals.
Miss my little kid and wife.
And somewhere maybe someday.
Maybe somewhere far away.
I'll find a second little person.
Who will look at me and say.
I know you.
You're the one I've waited for.
Let's have some fun.
Life is precious.
Every minute.
And more precious with you in it.
So let's have some fun.
We'll take a road trip.
Way out West.
You're the one.
I like the best.
I'm glad I found you.
Like hanging round you.
You're the one.
I like the best.
Somewhere maybe someday.
Maybe somewhere far away.
Somewhere maybe someday.
Maybe somewhere far away.
Somewhere maybe someday.
Maybe somewhere far away.
I'll meet a second little person.
And we'll go out and play.