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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 )! H) F* p) q# ?. w' K' w
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;4 @# P |9 h# Y7 _# _0 H; d
And so I face the final curtain.
3 s' w$ _# i( w( c2 l7 ^1 X# t4 t8 PMy friend, I'll say it clear,: ]3 C7 T" F- m2 z* z' g- W
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.+ n) w" ]5 B! R: q, \. G
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I've lived a life that's full.
2 i; n9 t# ?# f6 Q2 O* [2 uI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
0 o/ d! `' f3 i0 ^4 _6 X5 HBut more, much more than this,
& `0 c, E. K0 G, V' @I did it my way.
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) [* V0 \0 P0 R. o" Q: y" tRegrets, I've had a few;
! x# G% ~& f! XBut then again, too few to mention.. S1 r: l1 F: Q( y: T
I did what I had to do8 \5 v1 ?) d3 \; s2 x' _
And saw it through without exemption.& i# Z! M) n# A
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I planned each charted course;* H8 l. i( ]4 q s# Y4 s
Each careful step along the byway,& l. o$ w, k' I* _/ W( H
But more, much more than this,% \8 C, k/ \9 `+ V8 {5 d9 C+ r' L
I did it my way.
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$ e2 M$ w4 f! ?4 Z+ pYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew* A2 f9 m; r/ L' B3 J6 `
When I bit off more than I could chew. N8 @7 C* c& T3 _- g5 V
But through it all, when there was doubt,
! |& l% p$ r+ f$ @I ate it up and spit it out.' W/ M& T3 _, N1 R
I faced it all and I stood tall;
1 j, L$ q8 y" K% q/ m" l+ NAnd did it my way./ Z9 O0 h+ {% Y2 _$ w
7 Q, S8 f4 v6 N& q B) II've loved, I've laughed and cried.
0 W( z' |0 Q# F0 v+ lI've had my fill; my share of losing.
b8 v7 O) b: O* T0 oAnd now, as tears subside,
" }5 \) N# K0 ]( |! nI find it all so amusing.$ y# l2 K5 V$ @0 f
C9 _9 u. W p. c4 ?0 @& _% ~To think I did all that;0 x$ W& F% b% C' b0 _
And may I say - not in a shy way,
" U6 p: y% ~% X/ p2 M'No, oh no not me,
6 v+ ~3 Y2 N+ ]7 gI did it my way'.
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& B; L$ `( v, Z; ~2 t1 { v9 Y3 sFor what is a man, what has he got?+ [: j X f6 W! u# S/ N6 q6 B
If not himself, then he has naught.1 X' }, J) F, D# X/ w3 }: m: v( I
To say the things he truly feels;
% E1 n8 u6 F0 F- M8 S/ t0 bAnd not the words of one who kneels.
4 |0 ?* _# @+ z* q, e0 u# W ^The record shows I took the blows -
# u7 L- D9 j- w$ n2 d5 hAnd did it my way! |
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