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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
+ V- e; G( |! c) H# _4 w3 V# h4 ^Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;0 A+ M2 K" `/ p0 ]
And so I face the final curtain.
p% ^0 G- }- \9 i! `My friend, I'll say it clear,
& H% [8 I3 g+ @ `- lI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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* H1 v* h7 f' n$ j+ oI've lived a life that's full.
5 |" w2 Q3 `: i7 Q, x9 GI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
7 }; c5 B. t# Y2 DBut more, much more than this,
; N& G8 c2 Z& H1 ~( hI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
1 p5 i+ I; ?+ @, v& H4 O: iBut then again, too few to mention.
2 c$ i# _* Z* R- U7 {" H$ }I did what I had to do
, C' Q$ b( E$ P" [6 C h2 ?And saw it through without exemption.
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) M/ T/ f( Q, n- M" eI planned each charted course;
) [+ f' h) R5 W! g: G, Z2 [5 y& [Each careful step along the byway,
! U- y9 x7 g( MBut more, much more than this,
, M6 Y1 a- Y, x# n6 UI did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew3 b& A& F9 N7 c% [! M) ^4 b
When I bit off more than I could chew.2 p+ g" f) E# j8 ^- |6 o
But through it all, when there was doubt,9 \0 p7 Q+ x+ v
I ate it up and spit it out.. g' P; D w+ g2 T$ {8 p0 }2 q
I faced it all and I stood tall;3 W( u. t" \6 l
And did it my way.1 G5 r$ E$ s3 E2 I
1 M& p; m+ A2 z9 L5 T- JI've loved, I've laughed and cried.. I9 i8 ~4 z, G* j0 j2 N
I've had my fill; my share of losing.! m8 y% O/ k) }- y! R+ S% Q, \
And now, as tears subside,& a# ^3 \1 k0 r1 i
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;
% u) K$ _6 t8 [$ L; m, dAnd may I say - not in a shy way,$ \7 [3 x9 _! u" D0 K) u. u
'No, oh no not me,& V: g c& X: w0 \% i
I did it my way'.
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. j- A1 D- D. B. J8 HFor what is a man, what has he got?+ w% \# Z: ~* X+ o( M! k
If not himself, then he has naught.5 s- X" V/ D1 O; N* A" l3 X# Y
To say the things he truly feels;; q6 d# w: M. j+ V' I
And not the words of one who kneels.
4 u6 \: G. r# E/ V/ V3 m) M0 S$ DThe record shows I took the blows -7 b0 U: k7 M+ }3 B H5 ]6 T
And did it my way! |
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