HOW I FEEL 15.12.10 (25.2.14)

Only the young, only the young

Are on everyone’s tongue!

But if you are old and grey

What must you do, what may?

Simply exist and die?

If you are stout,

Go out!

If you are slender, OK,

Then you are welcome,

Then you may!

Is it fair? Is it good?

Oh, if you only could

You would be young for ever

And never be old, never.

And you would be happy

To be born with a sweet actress’ face!

Or to be number one at Formula race!

But you cannot choose,

You must have what you have,

You must lose

And never win:

Because that’s Fortune’s whim!


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