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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 )
! l' H$ V5 q1 N/ S& k/ t9 vWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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' @4 M3 a. ~$ @1 ~/ YAnd now, the end is near;* L: a/ a. D/ h+ N4 ~7 R& v
And so I face the final curtain.
: y6 O# V! {. r& F8 z4 |My friend, I'll say it clear,
- |) w1 m* N2 E+ h$ T$ |+ Y- aI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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6 N/ l! ?" |/ L$ b# eI've lived a life that's full.
. ?/ r) g1 ~7 N5 y3 B& w) C @I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;4 v& H4 f7 `: o' D8 x. o" A
But more, much more than this,
' N) ]' E% |2 }I did it my way.
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' R" |/ e/ v8 m+ `8 kRegrets, I've had a few;6 o" x( G( j. ?* v7 y. G
But then again, too few to mention.6 ]( j: @0 G9 L; O+ [
I did what I had to do! B1 o2 \9 j6 A1 F, Y8 T
And saw it through without exemption.1 ]8 W- x' D5 J E+ H9 F" ~6 y+ P
/ K7 @; |* v) S; KI planned each charted course;) U0 P1 k1 `+ Q9 L5 E
Each careful step along the byway,' u% D$ g" w! ~0 O1 f/ x
But more, much more than this,
+ R [8 f9 Q w6 p( N, } w; qI did it my way.
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3 @ i3 V: g e0 u$ r* y0 ~; bYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew8 q8 d, r% Y, ?0 _% V
When I bit off more than I could chew.
( I1 w: h+ M3 d( A4 K6 k& ?$ F! vBut through it all, when there was doubt,
7 d# ^3 u( Q( S" {8 T# z+ A) A3 C8 ]I ate it up and spit it out.
; J, z+ L8 a8 r7 s! VI faced it all and I stood tall;
& o+ D7 ?3 y6 PAnd did it my way.1 g& Q2 f. K1 h& Z: n- a; V
5 {; p9 J2 U; ]. ]. n$ K- Q8 ~- BI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
$ A/ n2 Z' R1 h, d, sI've had my fill; my share of losing.2 y$ m4 ]! }$ ]) O2 T% R
And now, as tears subside,& {5 {; t+ I2 X' x7 K! W" ]
I find it all so amusing.
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# G$ b, k9 u% V4 J: T4 ~, qTo think I did all that;
+ b7 Z0 T: _; Q' A# V! b# eAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
! |6 E7 G* U, ~6 d'No, oh no not me,
: y: ~* ]2 J& ?- u( w2 ?! dI did it my way'.% q: d: A' `2 U$ s
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For what is a man, what has he got?
$ J) [% D k/ d. ]5 L) f/ o$ pIf not himself, then he has naught.% Z1 d+ d6 d4 P, i6 d
To say the things he truly feels;
* t$ ^$ [% X' qAnd not the words of one who kneels.
3 W, p. g1 {: w. u; ]The record shows I took the blows -: _2 b1 _; R% o9 \$ j7 q
And did it my way! |
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