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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 d2 d1 C- \% @4 b) ~. g% C2 v
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault1 Y. I+ ~2 y+ x% t* X# O
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And now, the end is near;
' @2 ^9 s! p/ s) j* k3 `& ~ S e2 QAnd so I face the final curtain.' z) m7 u) i% Q: q
My friend, I'll say it clear,
8 y5 f& _0 {5 v" a0 j/ YI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
" z& N5 p0 @% oI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;) |) L' p1 K& k) ?! `3 Z
But more, much more than this,
( l' j, l: n- O) z/ s& V' G8 d8 VI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
) J: x7 w9 o& d- \& iBut then again, too few to mention.
8 T1 [6 O+ g3 JI did what I had to do% L! T! b' y* {2 G- Z7 O
And saw it through without exemption.
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/ y& \& G5 B" c# pI planned each charted course;
( R$ {; e, t/ {1 Y8 JEach careful step along the byway,
+ F( y$ `& r/ `3 l ~% tBut more, much more than this,+ ]6 S8 [3 h- ]( i# g& _% c
I did it my way.% V# G5 V% D8 A6 \
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew9 t# ^& a( r+ I* l( E# q# _
When I bit off more than I could chew.! c* f; ~" R( s" O7 i5 R2 l& D
But through it all, when there was doubt,' j9 H6 ~, K2 s) T9 V
I ate it up and spit it out.
: y$ }/ c( m2 D( R1 z/ q& WI faced it all and I stood tall;2 L$ B0 I' x' U% o* d
And did it my way.' L8 f [3 J: {8 o$ q5 R
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
4 c9 ? @1 }" M7 ~& v4 oI've had my fill; my share of losing.
6 J/ l; U8 t& I s8 sAnd now, as tears subside,
{0 t9 K1 C% _: PI find it all so amusing." B3 J3 p+ g- w5 ^' N5 |
* V: Z1 U9 ~( |4 iTo think I did all that;# j/ `) ` g) ]; ~! M
And may I say - not in a shy way,* [6 r" m c1 Q! W( m
'No, oh no not me,5 p$ d! {6 M8 f" ]. `9 O
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
* M8 L2 }. d% Y t9 [) O2 AIf not himself, then he has naught.
* C& Q! K! l% Z' H( E. k- {. xTo say the things he truly feels;
; T: M3 z! `8 \* XAnd not the words of one who kneels.
- ~3 s% O& P5 q1 l5 eThe record shows I took the blows -# h9 }3 f: M2 \3 U/ v) a
And did it my way! |
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發表於 2008-11-13 04:43 PM
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