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發表於 2008-11-14 10:03 AM
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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )/ C, x3 w# W1 ?+ m8 ^) [+ J
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;$ ]6 ]) s9 q7 f$ d: U
And so I face the final curtain.
5 V; b& G/ v. `$ E0 D! }( QMy friend, I'll say it clear,0 c5 \5 @$ Y9 |# J
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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0 e. }( E2 y2 `8 uI've lived a life that's full.$ I3 t" s7 f5 M5 J" ~
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;8 \8 F' ^# G' X- n! G! W
But more, much more than this,7 e3 ]( E! \- ?5 Q; p& s B- Z
I did it my way.
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/ J+ i3 z1 N. ? |: S, SRegrets, I've had a few;1 M4 U T" X0 O5 ^+ x' o/ j/ ]
But then again, too few to mention.9 o, H5 b& @7 C$ N4 H
I did what I had to do
7 |( J' [/ T( W s+ J* |And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;7 H$ |* a4 Z' i0 |; T- t
Each careful step along the byway,
& ], O% ]1 E' {, Q( s3 _But more, much more than this,
" F/ ^3 Q/ r- N3 e' F! S" u1 ~I did it my way.
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# e/ @$ U' O) oYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew! q' b/ x7 Y+ B# D8 j( v6 y
When I bit off more than I could chew.
: {0 }- l$ Z( b1 FBut through it all, when there was doubt,
" U' r+ {7 \' b" {. b, _I ate it up and spit it out.6 ]* l; h" \* B3 u
I faced it all and I stood tall;# J( _# D$ D- Q3 r
And did it my way.2 l; t& H w8 [1 m- ^
$ [7 l7 u$ x9 m0 Y! L5 s& k/ d0 mI've loved, I've laughed and cried.$ ]; A5 T1 K' } B0 Z! o
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
/ P2 ?$ v) D' l% d; o6 G* d" yAnd now, as tears subside,
, h N ~+ A' `) C; \8 XI find it all so amusing.( ` n5 c$ L* K/ V
2 t4 E. L) ~4 RTo think I did all that;
! i2 R2 `& D3 KAnd may I say - not in a shy way,; _% ^3 W4 y+ ?' I& {3 }) Q
'No, oh no not me,
. K! g. ^6 P6 }& Q8 CI did it my way'.4 x- n; \: [) l( l2 E$ L' D
7 a3 l; w* i! b. p2 xFor what is a man, what has he got?4 z4 h! N; `2 L! O5 H$ G& q1 x" m/ `
If not himself, then he has naught.
, v" b( v& g0 o9 Z2 B' }" z2 pTo say the things he truly feels;
& k+ }2 d6 |4 f! h* a$ bAnd not the words of one who kneels.. E$ J- U4 P- N; d9 E
The record shows I took the blows -; X) _+ Y& E. A: A& J3 B$ a
And did it my way! |
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