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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 )2 d! b: W* G; a4 J. ?
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;1 t" o3 U7 R, s! J7 K& a
And so I face the final curtain.- Z- _9 _) u5 |! b
My friend, I'll say it clear,
6 r# R$ Q. h+ |I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.8 ]3 P8 Z6 U* S0 n ^6 C3 _8 C
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I've lived a life that's full.$ ~% T% [& Z* g# c0 F& F. ~1 V
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;: p w( W* ~/ S- a* c! F
But more, much more than this,
- c" V3 g6 \+ ?( R8 T, b: ~, XI did it my way.1 }# v9 q! M5 R; H7 m. q
% N2 H/ @) O1 @; l5 v$ I/ o) ZRegrets, I've had a few;; m1 ~9 C( A" l* r( r
But then again, too few to mention.* p1 }" n+ W' g$ u
I did what I had to do/ f" ?9 M) ]( H9 _( u& @. z
And saw it through without exemption.. Z G$ L- V0 ?9 c
8 }& [; I2 h6 k/ x, Z! k: BI planned each charted course;
. S' [8 u$ ?" M1 v) [" F# }0 xEach careful step along the byway,0 V7 `, M% T4 q7 k- E: L
But more, much more than this,& Q" Q, M' b8 O* r2 E' J
I did it my way.
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8 s" y$ j0 \( I- C2 \( f+ h1 D0 D, `( wYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
+ s- s, m7 K, K k% ]: u( l* R$ LWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
1 ~. P* g/ x i1 x u9 VBut through it all, when there was doubt,
3 [' T; ?5 \% N; [) \I ate it up and spit it out.2 _: ?- C/ y& K
I faced it all and I stood tall;: I2 Z8 f4 @0 m0 `+ }4 Y) e0 c& `+ M
And did it my way.9 {' c2 g5 c9 b( s
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
( }2 S' q, m" {I've had my fill; my share of losing.
}4 |. g" V& Z6 a$ W, O7 oAnd now, as tears subside,
8 C) m# g% m( ~7 v2 e6 Z9 b* XI find it all so amusing.
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$ D9 {! m8 P8 N0 o( FTo think I did all that; ] U5 k7 ] R9 M# c
And may I say - not in a shy way,
@) d; I6 U z( f# v'No, oh no not me,+ X1 H7 H+ i5 A( h2 K" {
I did it my way'.0 m8 z0 i1 @- F& ^! u9 Y/ `8 v# q
! ~0 i! T1 I3 ?1 tFor what is a man, what has he got?. c% C/ I" o% e! ]" o# Y
If not himself, then he has naught.
% U3 }; D, g" `6 I/ P) v8 Q6 a7 s. ^To say the things he truly feels;
8 a; [! ?5 _& g; M* j! zAnd not the words of one who kneels.0 T5 ?7 I B6 K+ e3 B" i' n
The record shows I took the blows -
$ X# m- T+ F; p$ J4 o' l; @And did it my way! |
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