The song shows, I take the blows

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My Way
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 traveled each and every 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.
And 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.
Oh 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 not.
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.

Yes, it was my way.

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QUIEN SABE VIVIR A SU MANERA ENCUENTRA SU PROPIO CAMINO.

SÓLO ASÍ, CUANDO CAIGA EL "ÚLTIMO TELÓN",

ESTARÁ SATISFECHO CON LA OBRA DE SU VIDA.