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Ituana, You Can`t Get Always What You Want...

I saw her today at the reception

A glass of wine in her hand

I knew she would meet her connection

At her feet was her footloose man

No, you can`t always get what you want

You can`t always get what you want

You can`t always get what you want

But if you try sometime you find

You get what you need

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I love the dark hours of my being.

My mind deepens into them.

There i can find, as in old letters,

the days of my life, already lived,

and held like a legend, and understood.

Then the knowing comes: as i can open

to another life that`s wide and timeless.

So I am sometimes like a tree

rustling over a grave sit

and making real the dream

of the one its living roots

embrace:

a dream once lost 

among sorrows and songs.

de Rainer M Rilke

A. Dvorák, Songs My Mother Taught Me...