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My Way (�������� Frank Sinatra)

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And now, the end is near,
������ ����� ������,
And so I face the final curtain.
� � ���� �� ��������� ������.
My friends, 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 travelled 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.
� �� ��� ���� ������ ������.
But 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 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.
� ����� ��� ��-������.


Yes, it was my way.
��, � �� ����� ��-������.




My Way
��� ����* (������� ������� �������� �� ������)


And now, the end is near,
����, � �����,
And so I face the final curtain.
���, ��� ��� ����� �������.
My friends, 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 travelled 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.
� ���� �����, � ���� � ����.
But 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 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.
� ��� ��� ����!


Yes, it was my way.
��, ��� ��� ����.





* ����������� (�������������) �������




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 am certain.
��� ���������.


I've lived the life that's full,
� ����� ����� �� ���,
I travelled 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 new,
��, ��� ���, ������ ��� �
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 naught.
����� ����, ��� �����,
To say the things he truely 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.
��, � ��� �����.





** ����������� (�������������) �������




My Way
��� ����*** (������� ������� ����� �� �����)


And now, the end is near,
���, � � �����
And so I face the final curtain.
� ������� ��������� ����.
My friends, 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 travelled each and every highway.
� ���� ����� � �������� ����,
And more, much more than this,
ظ� �����, �������
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.
����� ����� � ����������
But 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 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.
� ������ ���� ����!


Yes, it was my way.
��, ��� ��� ����.





*** ����������� (�������������) ������� � ���������� ���������� �������������




My Way
��-������**** (������� ������� "���������" ������� �� ������)


And now, the end is near,
���-��� ����� �����,
And so I face the final curtain.
� ������� ������� �����.
My friends, 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 travelled 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.
������, ����, ���� ������.
But 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 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.
��� ��� ��-������.





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