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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 y( g9 w/ X4 UWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;
: o l7 y3 R' I8 a0 V+ ~% IAnd so I face the final curtain.( G( C+ I0 T; Y+ G
My friend, I'll say it clear,
: E+ A1 h* C# p' a8 UI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
' x+ n" s% j5 V4 HI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;$ J, t, N6 z. B% b- t. f5 O
But more, much more than this, w# y% x" ~; t, ~- F( r
I did it my way.5 X, n2 D2 O2 Z {, |) h: w& T
) H0 i8 R) [- T8 @3 q. n7 L, URegrets, I've had a few;2 w L( @/ s7 n
But then again, too few to mention.
5 O# M* v$ [- C% J( EI did what I had to do
* {% N2 [: U$ J$ L8 yAnd saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
8 J e3 h1 M* {. A$ QEach careful step along the byway,
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I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew9 h' _4 s% P3 j7 r
When I bit off more than I could chew.9 A+ h' g: e& V# i1 M- s
But through it all, when there was doubt,, n+ r7 r' } w- H1 B3 c5 x% t
I ate it up and spit it out.
/ B' Y1 c! l* A. uI faced it all and I stood tall;+ _) k0 h5 l8 k* b+ Z) q7 e4 o
And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
5 v; `! ?# _# `% o* o3 m) S, sI've had my fill; my share of losing.
" B) b* t* Q% u7 l4 DAnd now, as tears subside,
; H; W0 L: }) Z2 i, b, R7 i( F% I' ?I find it all so amusing.+ r1 L1 K5 _( Y/ g
4 ~& d+ ^1 w P, b" C$ T+ [To think I did all that;1 {% I S& m6 ]5 k( o
And may I say - not in a shy way,, e1 J" M$ {# X" w
'No, oh no not me,/ z; j* c, t% b6 h
I did it my way'.
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+ ]( F: p' v) Q9 pFor what is a man, what has he got?* a$ n6 ]5 S: m8 q6 c- y
If not himself, then he has naught.
( X$ M, e3 d9 Z5 x1 K) s$ yTo say the things he truly feels;
* U* B$ E" e0 bAnd not the words of one who kneels." ^5 o( n: m4 `. c# O7 Y+ C+ [% B
The record shows I took the blows -3 K' z! Y0 F3 D) b( J' o
And did it my way! |
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