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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 )
# T, y6 J2 Z: r$ ~8 rWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault+ H' q, E$ R) i3 ^0 R
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And now, the end is near;% }; ] `9 `* R0 X2 n% }4 W
And so I face the final curtain.
& T3 Y8 j! p1 ]- D% K+ g! m# D/ ?My friend, I'll say it clear,4 B. x+ \' [& P, L* }% o1 w
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.# {7 V3 [4 V8 |2 {) H
$ ^" j0 S+ D7 Y! w' P* Q6 o* \I've lived a life that's full.& [1 {8 D7 Q! o; {0 y: Q# l( T
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
7 \- Y6 x6 Q/ L% h9 y' _; RBut more, much more than this,: I7 p; H, [% q) Z- G _
I did it my way.
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" k1 A5 t6 |' B' ^Regrets, I've had a few;
5 a X7 K, y& ]8 e6 l; O' ? R; A$ ^But then again, too few to mention.' p* F7 X2 \: T' d3 \ F3 X
I did what I had to do
7 j$ k, t$ x3 D/ E) \# OAnd saw it through without exemption.9 C0 D3 w5 Q7 T
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I planned each charted course;
, r U9 y B7 D6 k- C& p8 y' aEach careful step along the byway,
! G9 p2 R) t! o9 a+ _ LBut more, much more than this,1 F/ [9 ]. ]# `; D
I did it my way./ o6 B6 X, M. @& ]; @- x. }: r
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
# n3 ~+ R% D% p! ~/ U9 rWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
* j# R* u8 D' Y. v1 EBut through it all, when there was doubt,
+ S @) C: j" p: `' o8 {9 ?I ate it up and spit it out.
$ h* Q) ^2 \7 b2 L0 sI faced it all and I stood tall;
O- f% e3 i/ m. jAnd did it my way.# T7 C, W: F8 ]- K) x8 @
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
, @& A; v H- E) zI've had my fill; my share of losing.
# v" R' ]$ B% }* u* GAnd now, as tears subside,9 k4 ?/ U3 e/ H/ |+ ?
I find it all so amusing. U8 e& ?2 ~. v! |- n: Y, Z
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To think I did all that;, h6 A! n" X) t
And may I say - not in a shy way,$ V* k) U" J6 P2 I
'No, oh no not me,
# `" A) \1 e! N, RI did it my way'.
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: e1 n1 Y& Z! P( c4 |. QFor what is a man, what has he got?
" n0 _, j7 t: A* N7 UIf not himself, then he has naught.
^* ?! Z# w5 G' I4 V1 E; XTo say the things he truly feels;
6 k) @& d* @+ [. bAnd not the words of one who kneels. m; B' f- c+ f1 m$ \
The record shows I took the blows -
, k- t4 L; E. J3 [9 T$ E* h& TAnd did it my way! |
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