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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 )
/ y/ ?) f3 C1 d; e7 vWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;# \' J) ^' ]( g4 }
And so I face the final curtain.
, ~+ W- i2 o4 |My friend, I'll say it clear,
$ t1 i& k7 U8 Y, v# gI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.1 Q+ \' P, l+ R* U" `1 a6 p
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;* _' }0 j6 Y* i" E: N
But more, much more than this,
- J0 h# M- i: |. vI did it my way.
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" H6 T @9 d. F& RRegrets, I've had a few;' X0 w' O: u# I0 E
But then again, too few to mention.5 B7 b. }7 N( x% W9 u S# E
I did what I had to do d7 f, w" H! @6 E' v6 A
And saw it through without exemption.) }( C- y) l3 J
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I planned each charted course;9 Q( S/ \/ }' ~0 ~
Each careful step along the byway,
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I did it my way., Z. ^" m. c! j; n
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew7 Q6 g2 H9 K# o8 y, x& ~
When I bit off more than I could chew.
! e) Z/ z& f6 ?# ^, bBut through it all, when there was doubt,/ k; e. j" @, S( S6 z v1 Z- I
I ate it up and spit it out.
4 y/ B4 x- W( |I faced it all and I stood tall;9 W8 r! k8 c( \: E' O
And did it my way.
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?. A1 q4 e# ~# QI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
" }: \8 A. D4 j- K% aI've had my fill; my share of losing.
: q+ I# E0 q- G4 h' H7 O& }" zAnd now, as tears subside,0 d5 q6 m% M* M$ O* J6 _) [
I find it all so amusing.# Q% y, J. J& @& Q* X( \* G# h8 \
$ q7 [5 d P5 |1 i% G, C; yTo think I did all that;
: f2 L* M+ C" w$ P( dAnd may I say - not in a shy way,3 n: N. v, }' x+ ^2 B& B
'No, oh no not me,8 J& W0 U/ [* W
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
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To say the things he truly feels;! Y; Y; A1 T& l" {/ i4 [
And not the words of one who kneels.
# }2 P: b6 h4 _( u; ?: cThe record shows I took the blows -
1 X! o8 l! ~# [0 GAnd did it my way! |
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