Besedila: Andrea Bocelli. The Homecoming. My Way.

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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!