Siento que esta canción me identifica en algún modo.

Es el tema "may way" de Frank Sinatra.

Y sobretodo me llegan las dos partes donde sube más el tono de voz.
Antes de seguir quiero decirles que el título de la entrada anterior es el inicio de un poema de Neruda que se llama “amor”.

Las partes que más me llegan de my way son:

Yes there were times
I´m sure you knew
When I bite off more than I could chew
But trough 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…..


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.