My Way

Actually i know this song since my very first ages. I heard my parents sing this song so many times (okaaay… mostly from my mother). As natural i’ve heard it from Frank Sinatra too. Years later, heard it from “Il Divo” as “A Mi Manera” which means “My Way” in Spanish of course.

Whenever i feel bad for different reasons, i try to listen to this song somehow. But i’m sure you wonder, how did this song become this much important?

In past, in four different sad moments of mine, something made me listen this song. So this song become as a ritual for my bad moments. Actually felt me good.

Today, as another sad day for my part, during the day i listened this song again… The most interesting part is, an unrelated individual with that ritual, shared this version (Robbie Williams) of song on facebook today.

Okay if this song likes me, i’ll keep on listening then=)

And now, the end is here
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 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
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 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!