Não gosto qdo cantam Frank Sinatra.
Falta a poesia cheirando a Jack Daniels, falta a profundidade, falta.
Com Cauby, bem Cauby era diferente.
Ele não queria imitar o "The Voice", ele tinha sua própria voz.
Seu alcance... sua profundidade. E claro... seu Whisky ;)
Cauby foi chamado de Frank Sinatra Brasileiro. Os dois grandes. Não há comparação.
Só duas vozes lindas que são importantes para mim.
Para quem me tornei. Obrigada, Frank "The Voice" & Cauby "A Voz".
My Way
Cauby Peixoto
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 traveled 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've 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, than he has naugth
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
