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  • Текст песни Frank Sinatra - Мой путь

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Frank Sinatra - Мой путь, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    Сейчас, в конце пути,
    And so I face the final curtain.
    Когда так близок час прощанья,
    My friend, I'll say it clear,
    Всем вам, друзья мои,
    I'll state my case
    Откроюсь я
    of which I am certain.
    Без колебанья.

    I've lived the life that's full,
    Я жизнь испил до дна,
    I travelled each and every highway,
    Я всё изведал в ней, не скрою,
    And more, much more than this,
    Но что куда важней,
    I did it... my way.
    Я был... собою.

    Regrets? I've had a few,
    За спесь страдал подчас,
    But then again, too few to mention.
    Но сожалел совсем не много.
    I did what I had to do
    Сполна и не ропща,
    And saw it through without exemption.
    Платил по всем счетам от Бога.

    I planned each charted course,
    Я мог в обход дорог
    Each careful step along the byway,
    Пойти один шальной стезёю,
    And more, much more than this,
    И в этом, видит Бог,
    I did it my way.
    Я был собою...

    Yes, there were times, I'm sure you new,
    Да, это так, горазд был я
    When I bit off more than I could chew,
    Брать слишком много на себя,
    But through it all,
    Но и тогда
    when there was doubt,
    Я не хандрил
    I ate it up and spit it out,
    И нёс свой крест по мере сил,
    I faced it all and I stood tall,
    Не пасовал, удар держал
    And did it my way.
    И был собою.

    I,ve loved, I,ve laughed and cried,
    Я знал восторг и боль,
    I,ve had my fill, my share of loosing,
    Смеялся всласть, любил и плакал.
    And now, as tears subside,
    Пускай подстыла кровь,
    I find it all so amusing.
    Я этих дней вдыхаю ладан.

    To think, I did all that,
    Я, право ж, был в седле,
    And may I say, not in a shy way ..
    Сказал бы даже, стал звездою ..
    Oh, no. Oh no, not me ..
    Но нет, судить не мне -
    I did it my way.
    Я был собою.

    For what is a man? What has he got,
    У нас, мужчин один удел,
    If not himself, then he has naught.
    Собою быть, или никем,
    To say the things he truely feels,
    Дерзать и правду говорить,
    And not the words of one who kneels.
    Не гнуть колени, не скулить.
    The record shows I took the blows
    Я в жизни снёс немало гроз
    And did it my way.
    И был собою.

    Yes, it was my way.
    Да, я был собою.

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    Now at the end of the road
    And so I face the final curtain.
    When the hour of goodbye is so close
    My friend, I'll say it clear,
    To all of you, my friends,
    I'll state my case
    I will open
    of which I am certain.
    Without hesitation.

    I've lived the life that's full,
    I drank my life to the bottom
    I traveled each and every highway,
    I have tasted everything in her, I will not hide,
    And more, much more than this,
    But what is more important,
    I did it ... my way.
    I was ... myself.

    Regrets? I've had a few,
    Sometimes he suffered for arrogance,
    But then again, too few to mention.
    But I didn’t regret much.
    I did what I had to do
    Fully and not murmuring,
    And saw it through without exemption.
    I paid all the bills from God.

    I planned each charted course,
    I could bypass roads
    Each careful step along the byway,
    Walk alone on a crazy path
    And more, much more than this,
    And in this, God sees,
    I did it my way.
    I was myself ...

    Yes, there were times, I'm sure you new,
    Yes, it is, I was a lot
    When I bit off more than I could chew,
    Taking too much on yourself
    But through it all,
    But even then
    when there was doubt,
    I'm not moping
    I ate it up and spit it out,
    And he carried his cross as best he could,
    I faced it all and I stood tall,
    Did not pass, held the blow
    And did it my way.
    And he was himself.

    I, ve loved, I, ve laughed and cried,
    I knew delight and pain
    I, ve had my fill, my share of loosing,
    Laughed heartily, loved and cried.
    And now, as tears subside,
    Let the blood get cold
    I find it all so amusing.
    I breathe incense these days.

    To think, I did all that,
    I really was in the saddle,
    And may I say, not in a shy way ..
    I would even say, I became a star ..
    Oh, no. Oh no, not me ..
    But no, it's not for me to judge -
    I did it my way.
    I was myself.

    For what is a man? What has he got,
    We men have one lot,
    If not himself, then he has naught.
    Be yourself, or nobody
    To say the things he truely feels,
    Dare and speak the truth,
    And not the words of one who kneels.
    Do not bend your knees, do not whine.
    The record shows I took the blows
    I have suffered many thunderstorms in my life
    And did it my way.
    And he was himself.

    Yes, it was my way.
    Yes, I was myself.

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