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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 )
z/ b/ i4 z; V6 W2 Y; oWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;$ w, q3 n9 h9 ?* u7 j3 u
And so I face the final curtain.
. p' Z1 _8 \3 H& o8 _: D5 p- oMy friend, I'll say it clear,
$ B. h9 y" _; L0 l! hI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.5 l* i$ X7 P. ?" O l6 q# Q9 K
% _4 _0 j/ G8 j/ I* Q+ \I've lived a life that's full.( X; B) J a/ p: c
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
: O+ X/ P- B# L; T- tBut more, much more than this,* l6 v! F E7 z4 K) v! M0 Z+ h2 ?
I did it my way.
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' V* b K7 e0 w. R, m8 JRegrets, I've had a few;( `' p v9 l0 H8 Q5 }; h, n' z: W
But then again, too few to mention., d) t3 r) q2 X5 B. `
I did what I had to do
- Q+ V- \8 T3 c' D. G" b4 A+ NAnd saw it through without exemption.
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8 p4 C$ l0 T* A' u$ \4 m" ], ]I planned each charted course;
2 N5 m) D, @% k @! J/ E, [* NEach careful step along the byway,
7 i4 X# J5 Q" w/ [7 C, ^1 m1 x1 }But more, much more than this,
! \6 F4 F+ A0 J9 {5 F }I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
3 n4 A3 o! B3 t: Y" J9 U- C" WWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
+ N# D h/ u2 iBut through it all, when there was doubt,( D- N8 Y1 }8 f/ o, o) @( C2 c
I ate it up and spit it out.
% H, c7 Y7 J7 I8 PI faced it all and I stood tall;
0 ]% _4 |8 b1 ZAnd did it my way.& n: c5 \. t6 J. t. h# Y
! J: |; ~5 w' z7 k3 vI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
. Z& s- E- d( n0 @7 \6 AI've had my fill; my share of losing.' B, ^& s. z1 _5 F7 L/ ~: e
And now, as tears subside,7 Z5 q. r: k* E. o, T& ^
I find it all so amusing. d7 P+ J% b: m4 Y7 ?8 A- h
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To think I did all that;, X) M/ {( Q4 D$ D0 f5 s
And may I say - not in a shy way,
, B) Y% Y5 m( K2 H'No, oh no not me,3 d2 l- `3 b! E5 z
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?! v, J6 G- U! V. @, U
If not himself, then he has naught.
* `5 ?: l! Z8 O; ]To say the things he truly feels;
0 _6 a A1 c" x- KAnd not the words of one who kneels.
) p* G4 b6 L' s( SThe record shows I took the blows -
2 ^) s* K0 m z+ V3 ?7 G- }And did it my way! |
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