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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra ): Z' i# I8 b" a G( b( u2 C3 Z
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault% I, Y z0 T3 W7 d) U
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, h; ~5 f5 @" g- F3 TAnd now, the end is near;
, ~7 J8 e$ S5 @And so I face the final curtain.. b# s: U2 g4 A* e
My friend, I'll say it clear,
1 r% R2 }- r; O! L# S3 nI'll state my case, of which I'm certain. i+ |, F u1 X0 a- A' W
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I've lived a life that's full.6 z1 l1 ]) D% P1 v8 p# u# H c
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;# w6 b' b4 {) L0 n
But more, much more than this,, R8 X& V" y/ H6 z. S1 e5 Q+ M- M
I did it my way. r. K& H( R: T& l/ l; }2 W, @) H
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Regrets, I've had a few;
/ \; a3 }5 Z' s3 A+ z& ~But then again, too few to mention.
2 S( p! V- B, f# |& F0 oI did what I had to do2 g* v% G7 C; z D$ e
And saw it through without exemption.* j j8 W1 H/ L% f3 _
5 P% B8 ]; \9 I- II planned each charted course;
* p4 W6 q+ ~5 o: s0 a3 J' qEach careful step along the byway,
. {4 t3 \8 E. A% F/ L+ _( @But more, much more than this,
; [" c& ?, E# M) a; |1 d2 LI did it my way." P! [% a9 x* R5 { ]
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
, w: [ \3 m6 E* yWhen I bit off more than I could chew.* a! H$ G1 _" |
But through it all, when there was doubt,+ D" ?& R4 K, b% c9 a/ ]" [
I ate it up and spit it out.8 Q" F$ n, ^7 _; z
I faced it all and I stood tall;8 }7 c8 z0 o5 n1 h% m* `( x2 _
And did it my way.
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/ d& d& c0 Q( o. W+ \3 }# ^I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
! b) Z, `% c# K7 J+ }5 EI've had my fill; my share of losing.
, s4 j3 p$ m7 NAnd now, as tears subside,
8 i, s, l Q: m0 w1 q5 MI find it all so amusing.: c8 e) E" z$ I: c
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To think I did all that;
+ J! t: w& @+ J# T# y. RAnd may I say - not in a shy way,. e# z/ q- d3 X, ]/ x4 {, k
'No, oh no not me,' X5 z8 A9 h8 e& z* ~+ o
I did it my way'.. s! V- C# y0 ]+ g0 K5 E
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For what is a man, what has he got?
- Z. I$ K3 v& g2 Z% LIf not himself, then he has naught.: g; ~/ F; {. M, N
To say the things he truly feels;
1 m2 H( }7 X; D( D6 R hAnd not the words of one who kneels./ V) h0 r' r& t( _) k9 _% V: }
The record shows I took the blows -) p( w, {: T9 g. _, T# t
And did it my way! |
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