Текст песни Franc Sinatra - Мy way
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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; But 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! Вот уже близок конец, Вот передо мной финальный занавес, Друг мой, я скажу это прямо, Я останусь при своем мнении, в котором я уверен. Я прожил яркую жизнь, Я исходил все дороги, Но более того, гораздо более того Я делал это по-своему. Сожаления, у меня их немного, Настолько, что они не заслуживают упоминания, Я делал то, что должен был сделать, И я всегда понимал истинное значение происходящего. Я планировал каждый путь, Каждый осторожный шаг вдоль кратчайшей дороги, Но что гораздо важнее, так это то, что Я делал это по-своему. Да, были времена, я уверен, ты знал, Когда я откусывал больше, чем мог прожевать, Но, несмотря на это, когда возникало сомнение, Я глотал это и выплевывал. Я противостоял всему и я держался достойно, И делал это по-своему. Я любил, я смеялся и плакал, Я был переполнен, я получил свою долю неудач, И сейчас, когда слезы затихли, Мне всё это кажется просто забавным. Подумать только, я делал все это, И, если мне будет позволено сказать, без ложной скромности, "Нет, не просите меня, Я делал это по-своему". Что есть человек? Что есть у него? Если не он сам, то - ничего. Описать то, что он действительно чувствует, а не слова того, кто преклоняет колени. История моей жизни свидетельствует о том, что я держал её удары - И делал это по-своему. Смотрите также:
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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;
But 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!
That was near the end ,
Here I have the final curtain
My friend, I 'll say it straight
I remain unconvinced , in which I
sure.
I have lived a wonderful life ,
I came all the roads
But furthermore, is much more
I did it my way .
Unfortunately, I do them a little bit ,
So that they do not deserve
mention
I did what I had to do
And I always understood the true meaning of
happening.
I planned each way
Each careful step along the shortest path
road
But more importantly , is the fact that
I did it my way .
Yes , there were times , I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than he could chew ,
But , despite this, when there was
questioned
I swallowed it and spat .
I resist all and I behaved with dignity ,
And he did it on his own.
I loved, I've laughed and cried ,
I was overwhelmed , I 've had my share
failures
And now , as tears subsided ,
I do not think it's just funny.
To think I did all that ,
And , if I may say ,
without false modesty ,
" No, do not ask me
I did it my way . "
What is man ? What is it ?
If not himself , then - nothing.
Describe what it really feels
and not the words of one who kneels .
Story of my life testifies
I kept her bangs -
And he did it on his own.
