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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 )8 R; b# R% C- M* c! b% }( K: e
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault4 ~/ e6 _. \! A- V
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And now, the end is near;
& u& U' U% Y) g) K* k1 xAnd so I face the final curtain.
; {+ z Y2 ?" [( uMy friend, I'll say it clear,; P& w1 x S' a
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.4 D( D# K, d4 F$ |$ D
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I've lived a life that's full.
% ^- m) X5 \" y5 X- t) x, _4 h/ U9 nI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;: w4 B# {/ f: ?
But more, much more than this,
# S* n6 w6 L# s/ W% II did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
) T2 S1 I$ `) U- OBut then again, too few to mention.
5 ]! i8 K, x3 {" xI did what I had to do0 d& s O \5 [: k% Z3 A3 K# p
And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;1 f: \: ^! `: d4 h
Each careful step along the byway,
; w7 o; {0 L* k5 z d6 TBut more, much more than this,
+ g, I; H7 r+ T/ Q: m7 `8 sI did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
) I: A+ H& l/ g' M( `0 S2 ~5 ^$ tWhen I bit off more than I could chew.) }1 y7 G, P0 h& Q ?
But through it all, when there was doubt,5 `& ]- I" ]3 i( d: b
I ate it up and spit it out.
/ o4 E8 a; f2 V2 Q' RI faced it all and I stood tall;
; b, P! o; K- O1 U' ~And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.! ~8 p( R$ v" [& U2 u- Y2 [1 l" ~
I've had my fill; my share of losing./ `1 r) T8 y z9 N& p% G) s
And now, as tears subside,
* x6 F& P9 |. f# s7 uI find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;+ l" a+ m5 _! `0 a$ b% M0 [
And may I say - not in a shy way,1 |! ]9 W9 v+ o, J: H% m* t
'No, oh no not me,7 @+ _9 ~6 {7 H, H' j& v
I did it my way'.
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) y/ S! M* t- g, \. M: ?, JFor what is a man, what has he got?
: y$ y7 @. D" X' tIf not himself, then he has naught.' e2 a( |/ J% }. z
To say the things he truly feels;
/ e4 F$ Z! X" I2 a) \And not the words of one who kneels.
& J# T! k! b# `: R' lThe record shows I took the blows -3 U2 a# N4 M3 ~
And did it my way! |
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