Sim, sim! Foi à tua Maneira :)

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 travelled 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 GREW tall throught it ALL 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!


YES, IT WAS MY WAY

My Way do Frank Sinatra uma das favoritas do meu papi, gravado em Nova York no Madison Square Garden três dias antes de eu nascer.
Na fotografia à sua sempre Grande 'maneira' em Paris nos anos 50.