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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 )# w% J7 I' t2 ?+ O
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault5 S( v. G: J+ w# Z5 @1 Z$ v
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4 J1 S! Z- H& z. [7 H0 c& a; O$ XAnd now, the end is near;
i0 U0 D1 S' ]; n+ G/ g9 A DAnd so I face the final curtain.
: j. U( l4 Y, R# E# }My friend, I'll say it clear,
- f/ U+ |4 F/ C& k6 qI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.4 V5 a& `% y' }8 i* b/ y( E
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I've lived a life that's full.
: }2 r# u# ~9 l# f5 i0 ?( G- gI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;- `9 c0 N6 L% X) L$ Q& n+ ~4 J
But more, much more than this,) m3 g7 A7 _+ s, k9 X
I did it my way.1 T1 w* D" Y( P) g9 ^* Y5 K
' t! d2 z) O$ f8 o" I2 d& ~$ qRegrets, I've had a few;
# `. U p5 x7 yBut then again, too few to mention.) }" F. Y; | m) ~: o, t, F
I did what I had to do* o5 Z8 n J( y1 T/ ^6 C
And saw it through without exemption.
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6 h f5 x& f. w* F! ?' i& xI planned each charted course;
% Q8 O& B: p4 l3 Y& tEach careful step along the byway,0 ~ b4 G' d, c% a1 [$ F" p
But more, much more than this,
% \( W, N" `' T tI did it my way.0 l( U1 q0 F/ _& s# Y
, m+ k H, @5 |9 \ r4 a& vYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew5 S3 E0 B, Q2 `! C
When I bit off more than I could chew.
, M$ t% h `' |( Q7 V( ?But through it all, when there was doubt,, R) _9 s1 x7 b. X% x* m4 `; W: U. W' A
I ate it up and spit it out.1 n l8 x0 b& E' S1 q
I faced it all and I stood tall;
" `( K1 s% `: n% A2 eAnd did it my way.- ?+ v& n- Z2 E0 y
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.0 p4 ?% T* q- t* K( ]% w
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
9 a9 T6 D" }+ h z2 N, R. gAnd now, as tears subside,
, v) s1 ]2 ]3 w4 ^I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;
4 L5 \ [2 t; N# TAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
0 L. g, e u7 j- B'No, oh no not me,9 L+ Y) Y( ?# U1 j7 p+ I% t
I did it my way'.' z2 x n1 }% n9 R5 k8 s* A) J
/ N. q" R7 t# Z& PFor what is a man, what has he got?
/ k/ d$ S. B. p3 Y- QIf not himself, then he has naught.
6 \( k# z n! k, H$ p: `To say the things he truly feels;5 ?6 ~, _* @3 w9 `# ~
And not the words of one who kneels.$ x# C* ~ K! T. j7 f: N
The record shows I took the blows -
. s3 N6 x# L/ A6 M5 x/ XAnd did it my way! |
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