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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 ) {4 v7 V$ \7 s( X
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault" P( M$ P7 `0 }" t$ A2 \8 \0 p6 z
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And now, the end is near;
! u9 p& Z9 g$ E- P: k, d, wAnd so I face the final curtain.: y, [, {( [3 M! e$ z) @
My friend, I'll say it clear,, X* P1 }+ U( r1 r" Y* @ S' G& z8 v
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.; Q3 h4 A% L, G: B4 s) B' H
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;1 K0 W" o& _0 i1 }' ~3 X9 M$ j
But more, much more than this,
, @6 `8 U: K1 {. dI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
+ ~; y! `. l; q0 \+ BBut then again, too few to mention.
0 U: J% `$ z* X8 ?I did what I had to do/ u; V- b% F7 U4 Y d8 _
And saw it through without exemption.& J: a! @& q6 |% u: v
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I planned each charted course;
' |, D) h z* p6 _. I7 gEach careful step along the byway,6 O. z2 K5 l& w% P( I# P
But more, much more than this,
' X9 o) }; u" C& }/ rI did it my way.4 g) {7 m) ]7 O, K! ~+ M& |
0 b/ b& {8 Z+ ?2 x3 RYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
# |; s1 B9 N0 T Z! X/ i) ]: @When I bit off more than I could chew.
5 o# t9 s' o" x# b- q2 ]But through it all, when there was doubt,
; j# J/ p- |+ Z+ EI ate it up and spit it out., v: J# M9 Y% h5 h
I faced it all and I stood tall;
1 a6 e! ~5 W/ d5 p7 G! WAnd did it my way., g8 C4 n9 a8 |; B# p! U
9 N: Y D, w2 S: p6 t, n# }I've loved, I've laughed and cried.7 A8 r$ ^" s% G5 b7 ^
I've had my fill; my share of losing.3 b P% F9 j6 g0 m; u, n
And now, as tears subside,
% Q8 Q# Y3 r, s( {) q- hI find it all so amusing.# ~( ~' T! A% W: A
9 K' F- x- k8 Z% ATo think I did all that;
: }$ i; U- L& t0 e; A. A3 aAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
) B0 o& n2 K4 {+ ~, q'No, oh no not me,
) r. ^2 i4 v' _. I7 @5 o) aI did it my way'.
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2 D/ ^1 X. T5 f) O6 Y; jFor what is a man, what has he got?
3 `! e8 p- [ j O( F, WIf not himself, then he has naught.
, g2 @: }3 g+ j6 K- z! WTo say the things he truly feels;6 K6 h+ S) i3 }( y3 b0 O/ A% D, A
And not the words of one who kneels.
' { x R( B1 fThe record shows I took the blows -: @; i( c; U6 w+ t& |1 Z, T
And did it my way! |
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