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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
! n) H8 c+ q8 b- n# G3 RWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;
+ h( l4 x3 ^+ z. CAnd so I face the final curtain.) i; X# \, c9 V; V9 B8 o4 Y* k2 k
My friend, I'll say it clear,* ]( \! i+ ? B: S7 I" u6 h, T
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain." X5 \7 Y9 ?5 e; i
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I've lived a life that's full.
8 s$ h! a; l k9 Q' Q/ V, kI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
0 S1 k' Q4 y- `+ @. dBut more, much more than this,( s* L# b4 N6 [9 X i
I did it my way.: h# f$ H' N: r2 c
# ^2 y3 [+ @; v! U5 l9 iRegrets, I've had a few;3 I; r: l/ u% f2 `( R
But then again, too few to mention.
- R+ h0 }1 I7 O$ bI did what I had to do
' m- K$ ~3 j: E- I4 U+ i* v, }And saw it through without exemption.
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3 L; `; J! E$ v" q$ u2 K+ M# D0 SI planned each charted course;
' F0 a! t1 _; G/ REach careful step along the byway,
2 D, I& }( O1 a9 k% a9 T+ vBut more, much more than this,
+ N7 t+ e6 E Z4 }I did it my way.9 A% I& P, V+ c% `4 F
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
$ u% c7 D# L. E% Z8 K( mWhen I bit off more than I could chew." A$ L# n0 M$ S) }5 q
But through it all, when there was doubt,
8 w8 a' H2 i* V, C" w" n/ V+ PI ate it up and spit it out.% a1 W7 D- w" g
I faced it all and I stood tall;7 x8 {' [$ W+ q, ]
And did it my way.
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5 x F1 ^5 S( {4 d$ \) ^& v- AI've loved, I've laughed and cried.8 \- t& h- O" n6 H
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
- `: j8 F9 k$ ]% XAnd now, as tears subside,
) e; i! B% r% ?5 [) l, P$ ~8 rI find it all so amusing.' \/ y6 L& K$ N9 |# v
; {1 p) u! o9 T* oTo think I did all that;
2 U1 f2 X1 j: k4 }& H. bAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
8 V: `0 {! j8 K4 c" ?3 c'No, oh no not me,2 U: ~4 v+ a; @) J4 ^6 c% I
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
% c& y7 a9 Q, y% |4 c/ \- j8 OIf not himself, then he has naught.
9 r: q2 p, g7 `* DTo say the things he truly feels;! Y, I: p/ A1 u* r" w2 G& G% p* \
And not the words of one who kneels.
4 t' g( g' @' sThe record shows I took the blows -! B! K6 B; Q, D
And did it my way! |
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