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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 )
) f2 O* j. w+ {- a: m' F7 P- B hWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;2 y$ {% l" \" u4 ~* g6 @4 ~5 ?0 p9 P
And so I face the final curtain.# j" e3 R! C$ A& @" g4 {0 I- F
My friend, I'll say it clear,9 a" P. E1 d1 {
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.5 n$ o3 p- o5 l+ F4 E
: E2 R I d z8 p, Y- F7 EI've lived a life that's full.
8 \9 E9 F. V& d" W# iI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
. V, d. `* {. C0 x, r3 F" hBut more, much more than this,# b9 j1 O9 J, G; S
I did it my way.- U6 T# r. U) F" F* { j
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Regrets, I've had a few;. c- Y& y% e2 `( m' M; P
But then again, too few to mention.) @, `- Z* ^# B8 F1 t: t
I did what I had to do
8 c4 q* f6 ?* M2 M3 R* T+ f8 O" _And saw it through without exemption.
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8 f2 R% c: M0 x" M; w" w7 m% YI planned each charted course;+ |' i# {+ [, w4 C
Each careful step along the byway,
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$ u8 h" z9 \- S! d- k2 V, z0 ? e' lI did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
& e0 _$ f" S8 C- M+ q) k0 z* ~When I bit off more than I could chew.
% u" H, ]* i8 p# Y3 k( `5 BBut through it all, when there was doubt,/ T* Y: {9 _! y6 _0 Z- s& N
I ate it up and spit it out.3 D2 f' W; b% f! o' B
I faced it all and I stood tall;2 C3 i/ a# ]9 f) ]/ I
And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.2 p8 W5 U8 R( V: e# ~# }
I've had my fill; my share of losing.+ k' O# b, z) u1 i5 [
And now, as tears subside,# y' Q; j8 i+ R& Z
I find it all so amusing.) w: w' h! E& ]; M' b5 P' V
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To think I did all that;
$ {4 L, v2 w1 N- d$ x! j" tAnd may I say - not in a shy way,+ {0 @) L& M0 k; z
'No, oh no not me,. V8 n+ x* _$ K
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
~; I# }" P3 Q* k7 I+ EIf not himself, then he has naught.* ~' U7 [* ]7 S+ `2 _* Z
To say the things he truly feels;
$ a5 q6 R# u, V& w7 L0 lAnd not the words of one who kneels.; E3 o2 Z) f4 t% E. I) x
The record shows I took the blows -3 U; q& C: j h6 G6 b
And did it my way! |
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