A mi manera

The end is near now,
I'll face it serenely,
You see, I am like this,
I'll tell it sincerely.

I lived the immensity,
Without ever knowing borders,
I played without resting
And in my way.

I never had a love,
That was important to me,
I only picked the flower
And the best of each moment.

I traveled and enjoyed,
I don't know if more than anyone else,
Although, all of this was,
(always) my way.

Maybe I cried, or maybe I laughed,
Maybe I won, or maybe I lost,
Now I know I was happy,
That if I cried, I also loved,
I can continue until the end,
My way.

Perhaps, I also doubted,
When I was having the most fun,
Perhaps, I despised,
What I didn't understand.

Today I know I was strong,
And faced being as I was,
And so I managed to live,
My way.

Because you will know that a man in the end,
You will know by how he lived,
Not by what he said, nor what to say,
Not to remember, no need to pretend,
I can continue until the end,
My way.

(Yes, always, my way.)