Idioma Origen:
And now
The end is near
And so I face
That final curtain
My friend
I'll make it clear
I'll state my case
Of which I am certain
I've lived
A life that's full
I've traveled
Each and every highway
And more
Much more
I did it
I did it my way
Regrets
I had a few
But then again
Too few to mention
I did
What I had to do
I 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
Not to say the things
That he truly feels
And not the words
Of someone who kneels
That record shows
I took all the blows
And did it
My way
Idioma Destino:
And now
The end is near
And so I face
That final curtain
My friend
I'll make it clear
I'll state my case
Of which I am certain
I've lived
A life that's full
I've traveled
Each and every highway
And more
Much more
I did it
I did it my way
Regrets
I had a few
But then again
Too few to mention
I did
What I had to do
I 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
Not to say the things
That he truly feels
And not the words
Of someone who kneels
That record shows
I took all the blows
And did it
My way