Echoes-Port. Copyright John Howe 2005 El Castillo de Tyntagyl: júní 2009

fimmtudagur, júní 25, 2009

1958 - 2009

El fin de una era. Gracias por todo.
Sir Gawain

miðvikudagur, júní 24, 2009

Frank Sinatra - My Way.
And now, the end is near, And so I face the final curtain. My friends, 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. But 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.

Buena canción.

Sir Gawain