{"id":16,"date":"2008-06-15T17:18:43","date_gmt":"2008-06-16T00:18:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poesiamas.net\/blog\/?p=16"},"modified":"2015-03-11T13:55:42","modified_gmt":"2015-03-11T13:55:42","slug":"y-entonces-la-vida-cobra-sentido","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/escribocreativo.com\/blog\/2008\/06\/15\/y-entonces-la-vida-cobra-sentido\/","title":{"rendered":"Y, entonces, la vida cobra sentido"},"content":{"rendered":"

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<\/p>\n

MY WAY
\n<\/strong><\/div>\n
And now, the end is near,
\nAnd so I face the final curtain.
\nMy friend, I’ll say it clear,
\nI’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.
\nI’ve lived a life that’s full,
\nI travelled each and every highway.
\nAnd more, much more than this,
\nI did it my way.<\/div>\n
\n

Regrets, I’ve had a few
\nBut then again,
\nToo few to mention.
\nI did what I had to do
\nAnd saw it through without exemption.
\nI planned each charted course,
\nEach careful step along the byway.
\nAnd more, much more than this,
\nI did it my way.<\/p>\n

Yes, there were times,
\nI’m sure you knew,
\nWhen I bit off
\nMore than I could chew.
\nBut through it all,
\nWhen there was doubt,
\nI ate it up and spit it out.
\nI faced it all and I stood tall,
\nAnd did it my way.<\/p>\n

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.
\nI’ve had my fill, my share of losing.
\nAnd now, as tears subside,
\nI find it all so amusing
\nTo think I did all that.
\nAnd may I say, not in a shy way,
\n‘Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way’.<\/p>\n

For what is a man,
\nWhat has he got?
\nIf not himself, then he has naught.
\nTo say the things he truly feels
\nAnd not the words of one who kneels.
\nThe record shows I took the blows
\nAnd did it my way.
\n——————————–<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Pues qu\u00e9 es un hombre,
\n\u00bfQu\u00e9 es lo que ha conseguido?
\nSi no es a s\u00ed mismo, entonces no tiene nada.
\nDecir las cosas que realmente siente
\nY no las palabras de alguien que se arrodilla.
\nMi historia muestra que asum\u00ed los golpes
\nY lo hice a mi manera.<\/p>\n

S\u00ed, fue a mi manera.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\n

Y con esto uno puede irse a dormir tranquilo.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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