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<object><type>video</type><version>1.0</version><provider_name>Network.hu</provider_name><provider_url>http://network.hu/</provider_url><title>Frank Sinatra : My Way</title><author_name>gombosneetus</author_name><author_url>http://network.hu/gombosneetus</author_url><html>&amp;lt;object width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;movie&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;http://zenebutik.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=655447&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://zenebutik.network.hu&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowscriptaccess&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowfullscreen&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=&amp;quot;http://zenebutik.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=655447&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://zenebutik.network.hu&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot; allowscriptaccess=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; allowfullscreen=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;</html><width>424</width><height>345</height><duration>276</duration><description>JACQUES REVAUX 1940 - . . - CLAUDIE FRANCOIS 1939 - 1978. - GILLES THIBAUT 1927 - 2000 ..
FRANK SINATRA 1915 - 1998 ..

Frank Sinatra : My Way

Zene : Jacques Revaux 1940 - . . ..
Szöveg : Claude François 1939 - 1978. - Gilles Thibaut 1927 - 2000 ..

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 traveled each and every highway.
But 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.

Yes, it was my way.</description><thumbnail_url>http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/6/5/5/_/655447_39002_1.jpg</thumbnail_url><thumbnail_width>80</thumbnail_width><thumbnail_height>60</thumbnail_height><video_id>655447</video_id></object>
