My Way - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)/Luciano Pavarotti (帕瓦罗蒂)

Lyrics by：Gilles Thibault/Paul Anka/Claude François/Jacques Revaux

Composed by：Gilles Thibault/Paul Anka/Claude François/Jacques Revaux

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'm certain

I've lived a life that's full

I traveled each and every highway

And more much more I did it

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 much more I did it

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

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