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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 )9 n4 Q6 L1 d0 M) a
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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0 w+ m$ T+ z+ e/ q! L t' uAnd now, the end is near;) h" b8 N, w( H5 R; L5 P5 g/ U3 P; \
And so I face the final curtain.
) \, H1 b: }: ? w) ~My friend, I'll say it clear,/ u0 Z9 S' H* H4 `4 w' Z- H+ r
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.' @, D6 E( ?1 j4 i, H
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I've lived a life that's full.8 Z0 {5 F4 |; x0 H
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;7 e! l( X* \: T4 b6 {8 T8 p9 S
But more, much more than this,
. X, ]: N; Z+ C1 m8 R7 o) CI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;7 K- e+ ^+ L* ~' d# B: d
But then again, too few to mention." q0 e: m$ Z3 {# T# v
I did what I had to do I' g3 e9 `% n' e3 X2 r
And saw it through without exemption.8 k- D* a/ V3 e2 U/ ^) y. R4 E
5 Y' G+ b2 L ], G+ \+ C6 y; cI planned each charted course;" d" [ C5 w% h b. _0 F# F
Each careful step along the byway,7 b2 J3 W3 |9 i, E7 I# |
But more, much more than this,
* U; p$ k' Q- k* X: W5 h) i" yI did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew, H5 D% l8 Z) v5 a/ z. S0 d
When I bit off more than I could chew.4 F, `! y! K- d
But through it all, when there was doubt,4 k: T0 L9 M5 X- O6 C# ]8 D( E8 A
I ate it up and spit it out.4 F5 z3 u. l$ O
I faced it all and I stood tall;
) x! X/ y5 a' u; p& ]( c kAnd did it my way.: c# G# h0 ?0 x) |2 {$ k
1 N& C5 M$ z* J# g4 d" r. ^* K8 rI've loved, I've laughed and cried.5 K G8 O1 H4 p' f6 x
I've had my fill; my share of losing.9 Z" w" q9 J) y8 g8 }
And now, as tears subside,
1 i6 F3 g9 K1 j4 T/ D* cI find it all so amusing.8 m# O; I2 D5 }7 L
, ~! R) h# q) W, x% NTo think I did all that;% {- B2 \/ u, z. A
And may I say - not in a shy way,
O& } u* B+ q! T' R U'No, oh no not me,
1 l7 A7 w. b9 r, T2 bI did it my way'.1 u/ B& t# L- I) c) u F
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For what is a man, what has he got?
1 {8 R- I0 Z/ O, X7 [" NIf not himself, then he has naught.
1 E. U9 z8 X/ P j- r, uTo say the things he truly feels;5 c; w- j4 o6 K) Q2 x
And not the words of one who kneels.
: }1 f$ t; |& T* k5 O, w9 u* GThe record shows I took the blows -3 _2 O8 _5 c" u1 D- o! p7 Y
And did it my way! |
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