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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 )7 v! i9 B! }: c2 ^9 i
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault" l" Q* h! C. U4 |" [( ~: S) ^
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And now, the end is near;
# J2 B& I5 B8 vAnd so I face the final curtain.
- _. u6 s5 ~0 f( ^ ~. @3 dMy friend, I'll say it clear,
y3 H; I, N! c' _0 ]I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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+ {8 v( j& y- l' Z% |# h: \I've lived a life that's full.& ?8 @$ x$ X/ x5 ^$ K9 y
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
; d" o* z) a( G. Y3 a JBut more, much more than this,
* S: J3 Z: e( t+ kI did it my way.: ^( X% K- n4 |3 K& m
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Regrets, I've had a few;
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I did what I had to do
- k7 p- W: P( C( WAnd saw it through without exemption.2 L8 Z% G& J8 d6 B. N: P' s
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I planned each charted course;
4 ~4 ?6 {. W, V, t7 _- _Each careful step along the byway,
7 A; A0 n2 ~4 xBut more, much more than this, L# O- ?% c6 @5 L" h" _2 x/ L0 E
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew' a# }% y- a" w9 Z6 h
When I bit off more than I could chew.
- G e* s% [$ zBut through it all, when there was doubt,8 k7 L. @6 L; |
I ate it up and spit it out.' U9 C9 t5 j1 s9 r# G; T& j
I faced it all and I stood tall;
: `; i( R3 K- A, m2 O% i4 T8 J. CAnd did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.6 D6 M( s4 k8 l+ B1 m: r( O% ~
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
' j) ~1 [/ S9 C1 h9 n+ kAnd now, as tears subside,
3 T% @* V4 W# S. [I find it all so amusing.
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4 M# \: m' d# E7 i: c0 KTo think I did all that;
" Z" @$ m9 r9 {8 n7 _And may I say - not in a shy way,
: T+ O' G6 V I'No, oh no not me,
# Q, k4 I" C8 s) Q/ u8 B. g0 e EI did it my way'.; o) O8 j5 x9 d( y4 Z, K
3 ~' B7 x$ ~# ~* R+ `; oFor what is a man, what has he got?
- N5 r9 s3 l: W h2 N g( b$ SIf not himself, then he has naught.
$ l9 i1 W0 Z3 u. LTo say the things he truly feels;
0 A% Q. O s0 I! P$ _9 H. KAnd not the words of one who kneels.
2 s- D% b8 k& bThe record shows I took the blows -0 ~ m% p9 L6 Z) w
And did it my way! |
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