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My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )8 V- H" E7 g# ]2 r: A( ], R7 Q! P
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;
1 H+ B" a" ~' W9 U& ]And so I face the final curtain.* K+ O+ G( ?" c! ^0 K
My friend, I'll say it clear,
% m) q$ N9 K" k2 eI'll state my case, of which I'm certain./ D6 `( w! a$ v9 Q# Q
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I've lived a life that's full.7 G8 X# J _* k
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;- K6 ~$ g% d/ r- N: d
But more, much more than this,
; @7 P8 C. A: v `I did it my way.
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5 \: n7 a \# @1 ]5 c6 D/ yRegrets, I've had a few;
* f, g4 |: M3 |0 j2 O; ^But then again, too few to mention.
3 C# L7 ?9 {0 W# R$ N9 x1 XI did what I had to do
1 `$ ~$ l( M3 B( mAnd saw it through without exemption./ F- h0 l1 ?( T/ ^
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I planned each charted course;8 Z& c9 M5 d `1 U( e
Each careful step along the byway,+ D: \% e4 [& t( a
But more, much more than this,
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew1 h# D7 Y( Y% R* J. F
When I bit off more than I could chew.3 K, z1 [! K) d* r, \6 \8 o- q
But through it all, when there was doubt,
# O4 f. [/ u" H- y+ r# H- bI ate it up and spit it out. f! w, d# m9 h2 u1 O
I faced it all and I stood tall;
+ T- z: C/ o* p' }) [% Y) q( AAnd did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
% M. D- T& h5 u0 t9 hI've had my fill; my share of losing.; k& x8 v) u; l1 k
And now, as tears subside,
% _4 g, g4 z/ M. K4 \I find it all so amusing.
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6 n# C: Y3 A5 m* R2 ZTo think I did all that;/ a. m- B: N2 L" ]9 W0 w9 l C' v
And may I say - not in a shy way,7 J9 i) Y9 R9 F6 h q. D$ z( ]
'No, oh no not me,9 C, ~: q) A4 z' i+ p9 \% C
I did it my way'.* L. Q g9 n4 q
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For what is a man, what has he got?; B) e. z+ D* y- I+ @
If not himself, then he has naught.+ Z. W- b6 E: k$ h
To say the things he truly feels;
! |% Y, [' O5 _3 U$ NAnd not the words of one who kneels.$ l" S5 Y. P" T8 N; W
The record shows I took the blows -) Z: n5 @. U# f4 P5 @
And did it my way! |
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