May Way, A la meva manera, de Frank Sinatra

My Way

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'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.

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

My way

Traducció: J. Ubach i Lluís Urpinell

A la meva manera

I ara, la fi és a prop,

I doncs m’enfronto a l’acte final.

Amic meu, ho diré clar,

T’exposaré el meu cas, del qual estic segur.

He viscut una vida plena,

He recorregut totes i cadascuna de les autopistes.

I més, molt més que això,

Ho he fet a la meva manera

Penediments, n’he tingut alguns,

Però un altre cop,

Massa pocs per fer-ne esment.

He fet el que calia

I ho he observat sense excepcions.

He planejat cada programa d’acció,

Cada acurat pas al llarg del camí.

I més, molt més que això,

Ho he fet a la meva manera.

Sí, va haver-hi vegades,

Suposo que ho saps,

Que vaig mossegar

Més del que podia mastegar.

Però amb tot plegat,

Quan hi va haver dubtes,

M’ho vaig menjar i ho vaig escopir.

Ho vaig afrontar tot i vaig aguantar el cop,

I ho vaig fer a la meva manera.

He estimat, he rigut i plorat.

He quedat fart, i amb la meva part de pèrdues.

Però ara, quan les llàgrimes cedeixen,

Ho trobo tot ben divertit

Pensar que he fet tot això.

I ho puc dir sense vergonya,

“Oh, no, no pas jo, jo ho he fet a la meva manera”.

Perquè què és un home,

Que és el que ha aconseguit?

Si no a si mateix, llavors no té res.

Dir les coses que realment sent

I no les paraules de qui s’agenolla.

La meva història mostra que he entomat els cops

I ho he fet a la meva manera.

A la meva manera.