my way

guzel bir frank sinatra sarkisi.ayrica robbie williams tarafindan da bence basarili bir sekilde seslendirilmistir.

and now, the end is near;
and so i face the final curtain.
my friend, i’ll say it clear,
i’ll state my case, of which i’m certain.

i’ve lived a life that’s full.
i’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
and more, much more than this,
i did it my way.

regrets, i’ve had a few;
but then again, too few to mention.
i did what i had to do
and saw it through without exemption.

i planned each charted course;
each careful step along the byway,
but more, much more than this,
i did it my way.

yes, there were times, i’m sure you knew
when i bit off more than i could chew.
but through it all, when there was doubt,
i ate it up and spit it out.
i faced it all and i stood tall;
and did it my way.

i’ve loved, i’ve laughed and cried.
i’ve had my fill; my share of losing.
and now, as tears subside,
i find it all so amusing.

to think i did all that;
and may i say - not in a shy way,
no, oh no not me,
i did it my way.

for what is a man, what has he got?
if not himself, then he has naught.
to say the things he truly feels;
and not the words of one who kneels.
the record shows i took the blows -
and did it my way!