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.
Теперь конец близок,
И я стою на последнем рубеже.
Друзья, я обо всём расскажу вам,
Расскажу о том, в чём абсолютно уверен.
Я прожил полную жизнь,
Я исколесил полмира.
И, что гораздо важнее,
Я сделал это по-своему.
Сожалею ли я о чём? Да,
Но не о многом.
Я делал то, что должен был делать,
И, честно, выполнил всё.
Я тщательно планировал каждое движение,
Каждый шаг на своём пути.
И, что гораздо важнее,
Я делал это по-своему.
Конечно, были времена, как и у любого из вас,
Когда я переоценивал свои силы.
Но всегда, когда меня одолевали сомнения,
Я либо справлялся с трудностями, либо отступал.
Я пережил всякое, и сейчас мне не стыдно перед самим собой,
Потому что я всё делал по-своему.
Я любил, я смеялся и плакал,
И на мою долю выпали потери.
Теперь, когда слёзы высохли,
Всё кажется таким забавным.
Подумать только! Я сделал всё это!
Можно я скажу без излишней скромности? –
Нет. Нет, это не я.
Я сделал это по-своему.
Что есть человек? Что ещё у него есть,
Если не он сам? Иначе – он нищий.
Человек должен говорить то, что он чувствует и во что верит,
А не повторять слова тех, кто пресмыкается перед другими.
Моя жизнь – доказательство тому, что я достойно принимал удары судьбы,
И делал это по-своему.
Да, я всё делал по-своему. 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.
Now the end is near ,
And I 'm standing on the last turn .
Friends, I 'll tell you everything ,
I'll tell you about what is absolutely certain .
I have lived a full life ,
I traveled all over half the world.
And , more importantly ,
I did it my way .
I'm sorry if I talking about? Yes,
But not a lot.
I did what I had to do ,
And, honestly , fulfilled all.
I carefully planned every move,
Each step along the way.
And , more importantly ,
I did it my way .
Of course , there were times , as well as any of you ,
When I overestimated his strength.
But always when I'm assailed by doubts ,
I cope with any difficulties , or retreat .
I have lived through all , and now I'm not ashamed to themselves ,
Because I did everything on his own.
I loved , I've laughed and cried ,
And my share fell losses.
Now that the tears have dried ,
Everything seems so funny.
Just think of it ! I did it all !
I can say without undue modesty ? -
No . No, it's not me .
I did it my way .
What is man ? What's more he has,
If not he ? Otherwise - he is a beggar .
Man must say what he feels and what he believes ,
And not to repeat the words of those who grovels in front of others .
My life - proof that I'm worthy of taking the blows of fate ,
And he did it on his own.
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