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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+ S7 a2 w t$ W4 z" s( {" O
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault E/ X% J# o! n/ |; H
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# [1 a0 _9 e, ^% l. e0 y+ ?, o; h/ n% ?And now, the end is near;
5 {) a1 {) |, {& g# VAnd so I face the final curtain.
* A0 I4 I: ]5 ?" Y, r1 b% K' I# qMy friend, I'll say it clear,, ^. [' u3 Z; N% E! ^! ^7 h
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.& w! C3 M1 H w% z+ e( j
9 C- N8 H1 S( Y4 {# qI've lived a life that's full.
6 x$ Q8 g0 i! E# x( ~5 O) g5 S+ vI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;& u. |! u) c7 t; L6 S
But more, much more than this,
' m, _3 x% g, f2 L; J3 v$ C2 }0 {I did it my way.& v8 Q/ q$ M. d/ |% F) r
, ~; a$ R |1 l( yRegrets, I've had a few;* S) L& W3 Z3 A; O) g
But then again, too few to mention.
7 j7 e- a$ l; C0 L8 w, BI did what I had to do
: r: [' b ~% e( OAnd saw it through without exemption.7 i! i$ L6 l9 c; Q7 C/ S1 a
! N% K F6 ~9 n: v" K* l9 mI planned each charted course;
% L% |/ m2 Q9 q- _, Q& GEach careful step along the byway,+ g7 q+ O6 J" n6 h: g" m
But more, much more than this,
0 V4 Z9 j% H2 z- R" eI did it my way.& d @% R& h4 G5 d
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
6 l$ Q) [, U+ DWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
/ g! }5 b; j P- \7 T6 sBut through it all, when there was doubt,
I. I% p; m0 g8 x, d4 s( ZI ate it up and spit it out.
( x" e) o; \/ K) b& Z! C& II faced it all and I stood tall;
5 W, V2 H4 x" Q9 S9 v7 h: fAnd did it my way.3 n( S( m; O0 t$ z, P3 D
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
5 q& ]' f5 E9 iI've had my fill; my share of losing.
/ n" ^+ O( R; {) ?! PAnd now, as tears subside,5 ^* c" n3 j$ |2 i
I find it all so amusing., \6 D. y; p6 |+ G
/ l3 ~) y+ v; `* N, L# vTo think I did all that;; C5 x# \. g6 Z3 r* d) w
And may I say - not in a shy way,
8 t( h( s7 M) F7 R* ]4 Q'No, oh no not me,8 X' p6 z0 j4 f" J0 N" a2 I
I did it my way'.( a& p8 o+ f4 T- ^" Y
' O* ?8 c# R5 b1 |+ a4 }+ S" SFor what is a man, what has he got?0 R3 ?0 z- \' W7 }/ m( Q
If not himself, then he has naught.
& j' ]1 f; @& t+ b6 a* f+ DTo say the things he truly feels;
- V9 i0 ^, O- J3 o% g8 k3 yAnd not the words of one who kneels." o [' d3 D' k7 Z% E
The record shows I took the blows -
3 N! h% z9 m- K' x9 AAnd did it my way! |
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