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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
- u0 J6 J' \' s# k$ T" w: C* IWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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3 V+ F8 W7 e2 [5 d: M( \And now, the end is near;
7 W- R/ O( C: q; J8 LAnd so I face the final curtain.
f" X* }& R- eMy friend, I'll say it clear,/ [9 S7 t9 V1 n0 G
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.9 o* T/ R ^" B7 j" X6 D
# V ~8 C a1 q$ FI've lived a life that's full.( o& T, h+ h$ z7 l
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
; p- X7 U0 ~- ~5 F% q5 {6 Y5 x/ EBut more, much more than this,
0 b c2 Y4 X I: x4 lI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;8 x$ X8 R( Z& i
But then again, too few to mention.
6 X2 H& F* M* `6 y! P/ u& G/ `I did what I had to do
, e$ c: q: V/ h2 bAnd saw it through without exemption.) P1 D9 @2 T/ q, ], i/ Y4 s: [% s
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I planned each charted course;3 I" N' R+ @. u! c$ L8 L
Each careful step along the byway,1 e0 C# o9 \ z
But more, much more than this,8 b: N* p, S* D T8 J9 H
I did it my way.; `2 \$ [ C7 j2 B/ _7 {! x# @
0 x0 H L# r/ z# A( g$ }Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew6 U" L; j0 c \9 v: u) t
When I bit off more than I could chew.
. b; _: {* c3 v' q" v, q* _But through it all, when there was doubt,& m+ J3 w) C/ H. N
I ate it up and spit it out.
; ^* `5 c! ?, P8 o/ l. oI faced it all and I stood tall;
3 O, y: I& A! i5 a4 k1 EAnd did it my way.9 _4 Y4 z6 b1 A; d7 t
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
7 E# S. v8 Z) A: _& v& L. M+ VI've had my fill; my share of losing.
3 G, p+ a7 ^) j3 [( k$ YAnd now, as tears subside,
7 q0 f; r% d' p. x! zI find it all so amusing., ^) X, Z+ l/ z: S" A
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To think I did all that;7 s/ l/ L" v u! P) v6 V0 Q, D4 X
And may I say - not in a shy way,
1 P2 A; f* S* W, K9 t/ A* h'No, oh no not me,
' o) I1 S! }: l" H5 cI did it my way'." |1 r/ l! ^1 l6 a
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For what is a man, what has he got?
4 Y1 V" P. \* ]0 VIf not himself, then he has naught.
; X' v; g- J- [- g" uTo say the things he truly feels;$ z4 ~* }2 s g( W, B) Z4 V) ]
And not the words of one who kneels.
8 t; W& T0 [" K% F0 E, x+ SThe record shows I took the blows -
& ~6 i3 }" {, d0 Z7 R; @$ n% dAnd did it my way! |
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