Votos realistas para 2010

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

We went down to the demonstration
To get your fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration
If we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse"

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 sometimes well you just might find
You get what you need

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead"
I said to him

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 sometimes you just might find
You get what you need

You get what you need--yeah, oh baby

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands

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 sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

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 sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

Os dias futuros, temo-los em frente
qual galeria de pequenas velas acesas,
douradas, tépidas, vivas pequenas velas.


Os passados dias ficam-nos antes,
velas em lutuosa linha extinta;
fumegam ’inda as mais recentes,
frias, derretidas velas, e inclinadas.

Não quero olhá-las; entristece-me como parecem,
como me entristece evocar delas a luz primeira.
Em frente olho e as minhas velas acendo.

Não quero olhar para o antes, tal que me estremeça
ver quão velozmente se alonga a escura linha,
quão velozmente se multiplicam as velas extintas.

Konstantinos Kavafis

Que 2010 traga uma nova "Cavalo de Ferro". Indispensável a quem gosta de bons livros.
A.

Hugo Xavier disse...

Caro(a) A.,

Agradeço os votos. Ainda assim queria garantir que, pelo menos nos próximos ano e meio, a Cavalo de ferro terá ainda uma programação traçada por mim e pelo Diogo. Só a partir desse periodo a programação passará a estar exclusivamente nas mãos do Diogo que é, também, um belíssimo editor. Espero, contudo, ter a possibilidade de corresponder aos seus desejos que, de certa forma, são também os meus.

Um bom 2010 também para si.

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