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(Jovannotti - Quando sarò vecchio)

Quando sarò vecchio sarò vecchio
nessuno dovrà più venirmi a rompere i coglioni
Quello che avrò fatto l'avrò fatto
vorrò soltanto stare a ricordare i giorni buoni
Molti che conosco saran morti
sepolti sopra metri di irriconoscenza
Me ne starò vecchio a ricordare
che non ho ringraziato mai a sufficienza
Chi mi regalò qualche rima baciata
Chi mi ha fatto stare bene una serata
Chi mi ha raccontato qualche bella storia
anche se non era vera

Quando sarò vecchio sarò vecchio
di quelli che nessuno vuole avere intorno
Perchè ha fatto tutto ha visto tutto
e non sopporta quelli che ora è il loro turno
Mi rispetteranno come si rispetta il tempo che
separa lo studio dall'esame
Spero di esser sazio dei miei giorni
eviterà il mio sguardo chi c'ha ancora fame
Nella notte ascolterò disteso
la goccia inesorabile di un lavandino
che scandisce il tempo come un assassino
come un assassino

E poi magari un sabato di maggio,ad una stella chiederò un passaggio
E a tutti i prepotenti dirò ancora
Con me voi non l'avrete vinta mai!
E poi una domenica mattina,ancora sulla pelle il tuo profumo
a tutti i prepotenti dirò forte
Con me voi non l'avrete vinta mai!

Quando sarò vecchio sarò vecchio
di sbagli inevitabili ne avrò fatti 200
E per quelli che io ho fatto apposta
non starò certo lì a offrir risarcimento
Se non sarò in grado quando è ora
mi va di farlo adesso che sono cosciente
Prima che durezza ci separi,ringrazio tutti quanti
infinitamente
Quando sarò vecchio punto e basta
la vita che finisce mostrerà il suo culo
Con la mia pensione di soldato
si sarà consumato tutto il mio futuro
Darò del cretino a tutti quanti
dirò che tutti i libri non servono a niente
E che mille secoli di storia
non valgono un secondo vissuto veramente
Con chi ha combattuto per restare vivo
con chi mi ha aiutato mentre mi arrangiavo
Con chi mi ha insegnato qualche cosa che risplende dentro di me

E poi magari un sabato di maggio,ad una stella chiederò un passaggio
E a tutti i prepotenti dirò ancora
Con me voi non l'avrete vinta mai!
E poi una domenica mattina,ancora sulla pelle il tuo profumo
a tutti i prepotenti dirò forte
Con me voi non l'avrete vinta mai!

***

Bronnie Ware pracowała w hospicjum.
spisała najczęściej powtarzające się wypowiedzi chorych, podsumowujące życie.
1. Żałuję, że nie miałem odwagi na życie takim życiem, jakie uważałem za słuszne, a prowadziłem takie, jakiego ode mnie oczekiwano.
2. Żałuję, że tak ciężko pracowałem.
3. Żałuję, że nie miałem odwagi, by okazywać uczucia.
4. Żałuję, że nie pozostawałem w kontakcie z przyjaciółmi.
5. Żałuję, że nie pozwoliłem sobie być szczęśliwszy.

a dla zainteresowanych zamieszczam cytat ze strony Bronnie Ware:


For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last three to twelve weeks of their lives.
People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality. I learnt never to underestimate someone's capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them. 
When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five: 
1. I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. 
This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made. 
It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.
2. I wish I didn't work so hard. 
This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children's youth and their partner's companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence. 
By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle. 
3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.
Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result. 
We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win. 
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends. 
Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying. 
It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships. 
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier. 
This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called 'comfort' of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again. 
When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying. 
Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.

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