November 30th, 2006


My Way

Я старею. Меня страшно прет от Фрэнка Синатры. Последнее, на что пробило - песня из сабжа.


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.


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!