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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 )
* a \- N0 i3 k" B; WWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault y& n3 f9 a5 w+ [ R3 |
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/ f) O* R% a- G! v9 b0 U3 v3 sAnd now, the end is near; R Z; d" d2 |5 Z2 H
And so I face the final curtain.7 e$ B- b! o6 j# \
My friend, I'll say it clear,
2 q) F& w; |1 u/ AI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.( s# q! g! `! Q7 `) t
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I've lived a life that's full.
/ m n t* N7 @0 Z2 i2 }3 F$ rI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
$ p. A- E3 Y+ p8 y' X7 {' TBut more, much more than this,8 ^ V) `# I% v6 v
I did it my way.
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1 l7 `/ \ N3 ]- Z# t( jRegrets, I've had a few;
* Z- T4 b& @; B$ A" CBut then again, too few to mention.
, J( U9 R$ V5 i- R/ }' nI did what I had to do
9 u! ^/ X8 t+ x# iAnd saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;5 {- i6 B4 ], ]1 S# c9 s* J
Each careful step along the byway,
& r* `5 r9 M. S' J/ x4 ]% BBut more, much more than this,
6 s& Q/ ^, x8 k- M% VI did it my way.( U9 d% E. M& W D' W- k. n2 z
' K, F" m/ Z0 c4 SYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew6 R5 n7 S. s! U& c6 D3 G" @
When I bit off more than I could chew.2 c' X5 |' X: n' T, d' k# r* B
But through it all, when there was doubt,
. H6 {: Q: W* @4 O! BI ate it up and spit it out.& n& P7 o6 E9 [% V% `" Q$ _# n
I faced it all and I stood tall;
6 Z1 e! C5 B6 rAnd did it my way.) F3 Y f" | z4 M6 f8 U
6 ~7 U% \& C- }5 w8 {I've loved, I've laughed and cried.' c2 B; x) `, a
I've had my fill; my share of losing.. q& z3 r# K3 X7 z7 ^) C% {
And now, as tears subside,8 _) Z5 }: C5 V" J( G* ?
I find it all so amusing.5 h- k+ B- @4 {# b1 @/ x0 T4 S
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To think I did all that;5 i4 `+ y. W; h- {# l
And may I say - not in a shy way,
7 a2 y% k0 O; k* M A2 P" R'No, oh no not me,8 v# z8 R5 f6 a- h2 S
I did it my way'.
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' B* q! p* W! w% L" q* z7 ?# o: AFor what is a man, what has he got?
- I# \/ w1 u5 bIf not himself, then he has naught.' |. c ?0 Z* }' P, l2 z! l
To say the things he truly feels;, E2 v: @: r8 a( U" D6 w- ^# q
And not the words of one who kneels.
* A1 C# y: M( i$ xThe record shows I took the blows -$ b# u. J% k: J; j
And did it my way! |
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