Máire Bhraonáin [Clannad]

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THEME FROM HARRYS GAME by CLANNAD


Imtheochaidh soir is siar

A dtainig ariamh

An ghealach is an ghrian


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian

An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh

an duine og is a chail ne dhiadh


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Translation
I will go east and go west

[To the places] from whence came

The moon and the sun


The moon and the sun will go

And the young man

With his reputation behind him


I will go wherever he came from -

The young man with his reputation behind him

(Note: Theme for 'Last of the Mohicans, hence the Indian texts)

Hope is your survival
A captive path I lead

No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a long long time
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

(Mohican)
Nachgochema
Anetaha
Anachemowagan

No matter where you go
I will find you
In the place with no frontiers
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

(Cherokee)
Hale wao yu ga I sv
Do na dio sv I
Wi ja lo sv
Ha le wao yu
Do na dlo sv

No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a long long time
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

No matter where you go
I will find you
In the place with no frontiers
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

No matter where you go
I will find you

Is cosuil gur mheath tu no gur threig tu an greann
Ta an sneachta go freasach fa bheal na mbeann'
Do chul bui daite is do bheilin samh
Siud chugaibh Mary Chinidh is i ndiaidh an Eirne shnamh

"A mhaithrin mhilis" duirt Maire bhan
Fa bhruach an chladaigh is fa bheal na tra
"Maighdean mhara mo mhaithrin ard"
Siud chugaibh Mary Chinidh is i ndiaidh an Eirne shnamh

Ta mise tuirseach agus beidh go la
Mo Mhaire bhruinneall is mo Phadraig ban
Ar bharr na dtonnta is fa bheal na tra
Siud chugaibh Mary Chinidh is i ndiaidh an Eirne shnamh

Bhi mise i ngra le cailin
Le blianta anuas
Liza ab ainm di
Ach go tobann thanaig si chugam
Le sceal a bhris mo chroi

Liza
Liza mo stor
Liza
Fan liom

Chuartaigh mise thoir
Agus chuartaigh mise thiar
Chuartaigh me aris fe dho
Go dtainig an la ar phill mo ghra
Le fanacht liom go deo

Liza
Liza mo stor
Liza
Fan liom

Bhi Liza ar shiul gan doigh
Ni thanaig si mo thoir
Bhi Liza in bean gan cheill
Ach is cuma ta muid go sona
I mbothan beag linn fein

Liza
Liza mo stor
Liza
Fan liom

Take me for a walk in the morning dew, honey
Take me for a walk in the morning dew today
You can't go walking in the morning dew, my love
You can't go walking in the morning dew today

Oh listen, I hear some moaning on
I know I hear a man moaning on
You didn't hear a man moan at all
You didn't hear a man moan at all

But I know I hear my baby crying, "Mama"
I know I hear my daughter crying, "Mama"
You'll never hear your baby cry again
You'll never hear your baby cry again

You'll never hear your baby cry again
You'll never hear your baby cry again

Take me for a walk in the morning dew, honey
Take me for a walk in the morning dew today
You can't go walking in the morning dew, my love
You can't go walking in the morning dew today
You can't go walking in the morning dew today

It was on a fine summer's morning
The birds sweetly tune on each bough
And as I walked out for my pleasure
I saw a maid milking a cow

Her voice was so enchanting, melodious
Left me quite unable to go
My heart, it was loaded with sorrow
For the pretty maid milking her cow

Then to her I made my advances
"good morrow most beautiful maid
Your beauty my heart so entrances"
"pray sir do not banter," she said


"i'm not such a rare precious jewel
That I should enamour you so
I am but a poor little milk girl,"
Says the pretty maid milking her cow

The indies afford no such jewel
So bright, so transparently clear
I do not add things to my funeral
Consent but to know me my dear

Oh, had I the lamp of aladdin
Or the wealth that gold mines can bestow
I'd rather be poor in a cottage
With the pretty girl milking her cow.

From jason carns
Thios cois na tra domh, in ndoimhneacht na h-oiche
An saol mhor ina gcodhladh, 's mise liom fein
Na h-eanacha mara ag scairtigh go leanmhar
Cosuil le h-anamnacha bochta I bpein.

Iomlan gealai 's iomlan rabharta
Aoibhneas 's ciuineas, 's ailleacht sa domhain
Cronan na fairrige ag dul siar ar mo chluasa
Bog-cheol an uisce ag sileadh san abhainn.

Istigh ar na h-inseain ta sean-reilig bheannaithe
An ait inar mhaireadh naoimh san aimsir fado
Ta daoine istigh ann ag chaith seal go h-aerach
Ni shiulfaidh siad thar fan chladaigh nios mo.

Bhuail uaigneas m'intinn 's me ag amharc ar an reilig
's me ag meadhradh ar dhaoine istigh ann ina lui
Fir a's mna oga, seandaoine 's paisti
Muintir mo mhuintir 's cairde mo chroi.

Ta na coiligh ag glaoch 's na realta ag banu
Ta an ghealach ina lui 's ni fada go la
Slan agat anois a shean-reilig bheannaithe
's na daoine a shiulfadh liom sios cois na tra.

Translation


From jason carns
Down by the beach, in the deep of night
The big world is sleeping and I am alone
The sea-birds are calling sorrowfully
Like poor souls in pain

Total purity and total abundance (? )
Bliss and calmness and beauty in the world
The murmur of the sea going into my ears
The soft song of the water flowing in the river.

Above on the headland* there is a blessed old cemetery
The place in which saints lived in times long ago
There are people within spending a while carefree
The will not walk round on the shore any more.

Loneliness strikes my spirits as I look at the cemetery
And I'm thinking about the people in there sleeping
Men and young women, old people and children
People of my people and friends of my heart.

The cocks are crowing and the stars are fading
The moon is setting and it's not long until day
Goodbye now blessed old cemetery
And to the people who walked with me down by the beach.

(above...)* a rough translation. couldn't find the word "inseain", but think it means something like this.

There is a place on the east
Mysterious ring, a Magical Ring of Stones
The druids have lived there once they said,
forgotten is the race that no-one knows.

Chorus:
Rum de rum 'rud a derimo
Rum de rum 'rud a derimo

The circled tomb of a different age
Secret lines carved on ancient stone.
Heroic Kings laid down to rest
Forgotten is the race that no-one knows.

Wait for the sun on a winter's day
and a beam of light shines across the floor.
Mysterious ring, a Magical Ring.
But forgotten is the race that no-one knows.

With the sun right through,
departed into darkness,
I need someone too;
The fantasy and you

Now is here,
Here is now
Na na na na

You inspire
Peace of heart
Na na na na

With the words like air
The destiny we share
Is a dream come true
The fantasy and you

By chance it was I met my love
It did me much surprise
Down by a shady myrtle grove
Just as the sun did rise.
The birds they sang right gloriously
And pleasent was the air
And there was non save she and I
among the flowers fair.

In dewy grass and green we walked
She timid was and coy
How can'st thou choose but pity me
My pretty pearl, my joy
How comes it that thou stroll this way?
Sweet maiden tell me true
Before bright Phoebus' glittering ray
Has supped the morning dew?

I go to tend the flocks I love
The ewes and tender lambs
That pasture by the myrtle grove
That gambol by their dams
There I enjoy a pure content
At dawning of the day
Then, hand in hand, we lovers went
To see the flock at play.

And as we wended down the road
I said to her, "Sweet maid,
Three years I in my place abode
And three more must be stayed
The three that I am bound so fast
O fairest wait for me
And when the weary years are past
Then wedded we will be."

"Three years are long, three times too long
Too lengthy the delay"
And then I answered in my song
"Hope wastes them quick away
Where love is fervent, fain and fast
And knoweth not decay
There nimbly fleet the seasons past
Accounted as one day."

I
Ar chonnlaigh ghlais an Fhoghmhair
A stoirin gur dhearc me uaim
Ba deas do chos I mbroig
'Sba ro-dheas do leagan siubhail
Do ghruaidh ar dhath na rosai
'Sdo chuirnini bhi fighte dluith
Monuar gan sinn 'ar bposadh
No'r bord luinge 'triall 'un siubhail
II
Ta buachailli na h-aite seo
A' gartha 'gus ag eirghe teann
Is lucht na gcochan ard
A' deanamh faruis do mo chailin donn
Da ngluaiseadh Ri na Spainne
Thar saile 's a shloighte cruinn
Bhruighfinn fear is fasach
'S bheinn ar laimh le mo chailin donn

III
Ceannacht buaibh ar aontaigh'
Da mbinn agus mo chailin donn
Gluais is tar a chead-searc
No go dteidh muid thar Ghaoth-Bearra 'nonn
Go sgartar o n-a cheile
Barr na gcraobh 's an eala on tuinn
Ni sgarfar sin o cheile
'S nil ach baois dibh a chur 'n mur gcionn

IV
Chuir me leitir scriobhtha
Annsoir mo sweetheart agus casaoid ghear
Chuir si chugam aris i
Go rabh a croidhe istuigh I lar mo chleibh
Cum na h-eala is mine
Na'n sioda 's na cluimh na n-ean
Nach trom an osna ghnim-se
Nuair a smaoitighim ar a bheith 'sgaradh lei

V
'Se chuala m/e De Domhnaigh
Mar chomhradh 'gabhail eadar mhnaibh
Go rabh si 'gabhail 'a posadh
Ar oigfhear da bhfuil san ait
A stoirin glac mo chomhairle
'S a' foghmhar seo fan mar ta
'S cha leigim le 'bhfuil beo thu
A stor no 's tu mo ghradh

Translation
(From Larry Keith Ogle)

On the green stubble-fields of Autumn
I saw you, my sweetheart
Nice were your feet in shoes
And wonderful your nimble gait
Your hair the color of roses
And your ringlets tightly plaited
Alas that we're not married
Or on board ship sailing away

The boys around here are
Laughing and getting bold
And the people of the high straw?
Are making?? of my brown girl
If the King of Spain would
Go abroad with his assembled men
I would flatten grass and rank grass
And I would be with my brown girl

Buying cows at the fair
If I were? and my brown girl
Go and come first love
Until we go over to Gaoth-Bearra
Until we separate from each other
The tops of the branches and the swan
From the waves?
That won't separate us
And it's only folly for you to put it??

I wrote a letter
To my sweetheart and a sharp complaint
She sent it back to me
That her heart was inside me
Compose the artsswannoble person?
Finer than silk or bird feathers
Heavy is my sigh
When I think of being apart from her

What I heard on Sunday
As conversation among the women
That she was going to be married
To a young man from the place
Sweetheart take my advice
And this Autumn stay as you are
And don't tell anyone, my love
That you are my love

A'nion mhin o, sin anall na fir shuiri
A mhaithair mhin o! cuir na roithlean go dti me

Dulaman na Binne Bui, Dulaman Gaelach
Dulaman na farraige, "s e b"fhearr a bhi in Eirinn

Ta cosa dubha dubailte ar an dulaman gaelach
Ta dha chluais mhaol ar an dulaman gaelach

(Chorus)

Rachaimid go Doire leis an dulaman gaelach
Is ceannoimid broga daora ar an dulaman gaelach

(Chorus)

Broga breaca dubha ar an dulaman gaelach
Ta bearead agus trius ar an dulaman gaelach

(Chorus)

O chuir me sceala chuici, go gceannoinn cior di
'Se an sceal a chuir si chugam, go raibh a ceann ciortha

(Chorus)

O cha bhfaigheann tu mo 'nion, arsa an dulaman gaelach
Bheul, fuadoidh me liom I, arsa an dulaman maorach

(Chorus)

eirigh suas a stoirin mura bfhuil tu do shui
Foscail a' doras agus lig mise 'un ti
Ta buideal I'm aice bhearfas deoch
Do mhnaoi an ti
A's ta suil 'gam nach ndiultuigheann
Tu me fa do nion

Nuair a eirighim amach ar maidin
Agus dearcaim uaim siar
Is dearcaim ar a'bhaile ud a bhfuil
Agam le ghabhail ann
Tuiteann na deora na sroite liom sios
Agus gniomh se mile osna a
Ta cosuil le cumhaidh

I ngleanntain na coilleadh uagni


Is lag bronach a bim
o dhomnach go domhnach 's
Me ag cathamh mo shaol
'me feitheamh gach trathnona ce
Shiuluil 'na rod no ce thiocfadh 'n ti
's gan duine ar an domhan mhor a thiocfadh
's thogfadh mo chroi

A mhaili a cheadsearc na
Treig thusa me go brach
Nach bhfuil me do dhiadh gach aon la
Fa mhalaidh na n-ard
Is tu cruithneach ar mhna eireann
Is tu an pearla 'ta doiligh 'fhail
Is dar mhionna mo bheil ni breag e
Go bhfuil me leatsa I ngra

Ag feis no dail nil bean le fail
Chomh sciamhach le mo Mhaire
Ta aice cneas bog ban a 's deas
Do chuirfeadh lil' faoi naire;
'san domhan seo, nil aon chroi chomh dil
No cailin ta nios fire -
'measc og no sean 'si plur na mban
Is ise brod na tire.

Ta gruaig mo stoir mar fhainni oir
A'titim sios go talamh;
Thar muineal ban a 's guaille lan
A cuma 'ta mar dhealbh.
Gi glan soilear gach realt 'san speir
Ta suil mo ghra nios glaine
's binne glor mo chailin oig
Na clairsi ciuin na cruinne.

'Measc aos og i leathar brog
Ar urlar, cuirt no pairliuin
Nior sheas le taobh aon fhear ariamh
Bean-rinceoir leath chomh halainn
Ma bhris si croi aon oganiagh
Gan breag do bhris si ceadta
'gus ta na mna fail bhais gach la
Le troim'is neart a n-eada.

Ag feis no dail nil bean le fail
Chomh sciamhach le mo Mhaire
Ta aice cneas bog ban a 's deas
Do chuirfeadh lil' faoi naire;
'san domhan seo, nil aon chroi chomh dil
No cailin ta nios fire -
'measc og no sean 'si plur na mban
Is ise brod na tire.

I wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

Shule, shule, shule aroon,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel,
I'll sell my only spinning wheel,
To buy my love a sword of steel
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

Shule, shule, shule aroon,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red,
And 'round the world I'll beg my bread,
Until my parents shall wish me dead,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

Shule, shule, shule aroon,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
I wish I had my heart again,
And vainly think I'd not complain,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

Shule, shule, shule aroon,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

But now my love has gone to France,
To try his fortune to advance;
If he e'er come back, 'tis but a chance,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

Shule, shule, shule aroon,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

(from gerard manning's list of clannad lyrics)
Curfa (chorus)

Teir abhaile riu
Teir abhaile riu
Teir abhaile riu mhary
Teir abhaile riu 's fan sa bhaile
Mar ta do mhargadh deanta.

Verse

Is cuma ce dhein e no nar dhein
Is cuma ce dhein e mhary
Is cuma ce dhein e no nar dhein mar
Ta do mhargadh deanta.


Curfa

Pos an piobaire
Pos an piobaire
Pos an piobaire mhary
Pos an piobaire dtus na hoiche
Is beidh se agat ar maidin.

Curfa

Nil do mmhargadh
Ta do mharghad
Nil mo mhardadh deanta
Ta do mhargadh
Nil do mhargadh
Ta do mhargadh deanta

Time came around, and I was in need
You came by my side, all my troubles to ease
You collected my heart, healing the past
You'll never lay down and i can count on you

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.

When someone pretends, to circle your friends
And finds he's betraying you 'fore it all ends
A bittersweet chain, that'll always remain
So don't let illusions get the better of you

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.Love is to share, where words can't compare
Love is desire, so full of fire

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.

We all speak well of a bridge that carries us over
...over safe
The art of compromise has surely been our greatest strength
...our greatest strength.

It's the same old story
When someone astounds you
The harder they come
Yes the harder they fall
Takin' it easy
No matter what people say
And time will heal all your troubles away

(chorus)
I've got a notion
I might as well be closer to your heart
It's out in the open
I might as well be closer to your heart

Tossing and turning
And burning dreams across the night
(forever searching)
Silently waiting for such a long time
But will I know tomorrow
If you will be mine?

Chorus

So it's the same old story
When someone astounds you
That the harder they come
Yes the harder they fall
Like takin' it easy
No matter what people say
And time will heal all your troubles away

Chorus (2x)

(Note: Theme for 'Last of the Mohicans, hence the Indian texts)

Hope is your survival
A captive path I lead

No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a long long time
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

(Mohican)
Nachgochema
Anetaha
Anachemowagan

No matter where you go
I will find you
In the place with no frontiers
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

(Cherokee)
Hale wao yu ga I sv
Do na dio sv I
Wi ja lo sv
Ha le wao yu
Do na dlo sv

No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a long long time
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

No matter where you go
I will find you
In the place with no frontiers
No matter where you go
I will find you
If it takes a thousand years

No matter where you go
I will find you

엔야, 모야 브레넌 등 특급 아티스트들을 배출해 낸 최고의 아일랜드 음악 그룹 클라나드(Clannad) 그들의 30년 음악생활을 결산하는 베스트 앨범. U2의 보노와의 듀엣곡 'In A Lifetime', 영화 [라스트 모히칸]의 테마곡 'I Will Find You' 등 18곡의 아름답고 환상적인 음악세계- BMG -




hard to tell

or recognise a sign

to see me through

a warning sign



first the thunder

satisfied, if the past it will not lie

then the storm

torn assunder

the future you and I get blown away

in the storm

in a lifetime

and as the rain it falls

begin again, as the storm breaks through

heavy in my heart

believe the light in you

so the light shines in you

without color, faded and worn

torn asunder in the storm



unless the sound has faded from your soul

unless it disappears



first the thunder

selfish storm

then the storm

hold on the inside

torn asunder

one life

in the storm

in a lifetime

in a lifetime

It's not for the money
The hope and despair
It's not for the leaving
Of love that was there
If it's for danger
A fortune beware
Leaving it all back
To somewhere the same
Those mystery games

The mystery game
The mystery game
Just like a parting
A rendezvous
Glass
A lust for a passion
Long may it last
Seasons have numbed us
From a chalk to a stone
Leading us onwards
To miss or be made
Those mystery games

The mystery game
The mystery game

Telling odd stories
From a distant past
Most are remembered
The good and the bad
Like an old winding river
In a curious plot
Leading it all back
To somewhere the same
That mystery game

Way up there in the poison glen
The sun's going down on the misty mountain
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling something from long ago

Haunted echo that surrounds the glen
The heather creeping through
The burned out ruins
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling spirits of long ago


Who in the valley shed the poison tear?
No one knows
An old legend of a mythical hero
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling something from long ago

May this vale be my silver lining
Pleasing nature with a heart's desire
The burned out ruins
And I'm watching
And wondering
Feeling everything from long ago

Robin...
The hooded man


Robin...
The hooded man

An seanchas gearr, an seanchas is fearr
An sceal is giorra is milse i mbeal
An chuid is lu an chuid is fearr
Focal no dho ma thaithnionn lig do

Fa la lore, fol la lae
Fol de da du ril la
Fol de dai e
Fa la lore, fol la lae
Fol de da du ril la
Fol de dai e

Sceal gearr greanmhar na sceal fada fann
Droch-sceal fada no sceal maith lan
Sceal deas goirid an scealin is fearr
An iomarca le ra, na dean port de

Chomh domhain leis an fharraige, dubh le gual
Chomh bodhar le bata, chomh bocht leis an deor
Chomh direach le feagh, chomh dubh leis a smear
Chomh gasta le giorrfhia, chomh bocht leis an deor

Fa la lore, fol la lae
Fol de da du ril la
Fol de dai e
Fa la lore, fol la lae
Fol de da du ril la
Fol de dai e

An seanchas gearr, an seanchas is fearr
An sceal is giorra is milse i mbeal
An chuid is lu an chuid is fearr
Focal no dho ma thaithnionn lig do

Fa la lore, fol la lae
Fol de da du ril la
Fol de dai e
Fa la lore, fol la lae
Fol de da du ril la
Fol de dai e

To a son it is given
Some dusty strings from the wall
Fingers touch and he plays a tune
It's a mighty air
You know the heart is there

It hides from the outside
And it shines from within

A ready pen for a picture
Fine scribes lead the way
Focus lens direct eyes that see
The gifted hands
Through timeless sands

It hides from the outside
And it shines from within

When nature takes you for a stroll
Down an avenue with so much soul
Pleasure, gifts and the ornaments
The creation found 'in the moving cloud'

It hides from the outside
And it shines from within

The kind that keep holding on
And it shines within
Second nature

Everybody's rushing around,
Trying to keep a hold
On some piece of mind
All the time
And somebody's lookin' around
Tryin' to find
Something to believe in
To believe in
All the things they promised
They're always lies

Well it's something
Oh it's something to believe in
You know it's something

Every little once in a while
You take a chance to win
On a turning card
But it may be hard
We could be fooled on the merry-go-round
But I'm trying to find
Something to believe in
To believe in
All the things they promised
You know they always lied

Well it's something
Oh it's something to believe in
You know it's something

I've been willing and strong all along
Through chilling times
In a sea of heartbreak
Where you give and take
I won't give in to promises
Until I find something to believe in
To believe in

Well it's something
Oh it's something to believe in
You know it's something

THEME FROM HARRYS GAME by CLANNAD


Imtheochaidh soir is siar

A dtainig ariamh

An ghealach is an ghrian


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian

An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh

an duine og is a chail ne dhiadh


Fol lol the doh fol the day

Fol the doh fol the day


Translation
I will go east and go west

[To the places] from whence came

The moon and the sun


The moon and the sun will go

And the young man

With his reputation behind him


I will go wherever he came from -

The young man with his reputation behind him

Why must I worry
Try not to hurry like other people
Why must I worry
'cos you know yourself
That is not the way

Who am I to tell you lies
And then say I didn't mean it at all
You see me, you hear me
But you don't know what I'm saying
You feel it, you take it
In your stride
Why must I worry
Try not to hurry like other people

Why must I worry
'cos you know yourself
That is not the way


When you call me
And talk about the yesterdays
It cheers me, it steers me
To follow better reason
To feel it, to take it in our stride

Why must I worry
Try not to hurry like other people
Why must I worry
'cos you know yourself
That is not the way

Why worry, why worry
Try not to hurry, try not to hurry
Why must I worry
'cos you know yourself
That is not my way