{"id":846,"date":"2009-11-21T10:42:19","date_gmt":"2009-11-21T13:42:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nalu.in\/?p=846"},"modified":"2009-11-21T10:42:19","modified_gmt":"2009-11-21T13:42:19","slug":"my-way","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/my-way\/","title":{"rendered":"my way"},"content":{"rendered":"

Eu pari na ra\u00e7a.\u00c2\u00a0 Em casa, sem interven\u00e7\u00e3o nenhuma.\u00c2\u00a0 E d\u00e1 licen\u00e7a, eu tenho orgulho disso!<\/p>\n

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Visualizar todas<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

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Trilha sonora do parto do Gael:<\/p>\n

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My way<\/em><\/p>\n

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\n<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

And now, the end is near,
\nAnd so I face the final curtain.
\nMy friends, I’ll say it clear;
\nI’ll state my case of which I’m certain.<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

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I’ve lived a life that’s full –
\nI’ve travelled each and every highway.
\nAnd more, much more than this,
\nI did it my way.<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

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Regrets? I’ve had a few,
\nBut then again, too few to mention.
\nI did what I had to do
\nAnd saw it through without exemption.<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

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I planned each charted course –
\nEach careful step along the byway,
\nAnd more, much more than this,
\nI did it my way.<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

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

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I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried,
\nI’ve had my fill – my share of losing.
\nBut now, as tears subside,
\nI find it all so amusing.<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

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To think I did all that,
\nAnd may I say, not in a shy way –
\nOh no. Oh no, not me.
\nI did it my way.<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

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For what is a man? What 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.<\/em>\n<\/p>\n

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Yes, it was my way.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Eu pari na ra\u00e7a.\u00c2\u00a0 Em casa, sem interven\u00e7\u00e3o nenhuma.\u00c2\u00a0 E d\u00e1 licen\u00e7a, eu tenho orgulho disso! Visualizar todas . Trilha sonora do parto do Gael: . . 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 … Continuar lendo my way<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-846","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-amor"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/846","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=846"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/846\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=846"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=846"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nalua.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=846"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}