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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 )
& A; @6 I6 a8 M1 L: I: WWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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* G$ q R( j+ H. XAnd now, the end is near;' N+ u4 j p8 i/ ?
And so I face the final curtain.
& R) a8 F" p& R8 B7 T1 Z* |; DMy friend, I'll say it clear,
# p0 D# D/ ?9 \* @3 @4 i' FI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.$ e# S- l" e7 P. _/ ~
! T) @$ _/ b; \8 U8 {! l0 aI've lived a life that's full.* F6 m5 ?4 k2 a* w/ _/ f
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;/ u& x. `/ H7 n- k0 I& M, J
But more, much more than this,! d1 b; y' V' E. B+ f2 j
I did it my way.
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" f9 H: d% `/ G4 m8 M% o$ z( N$ zRegrets, I've had a few;* A3 G) `% v5 W6 ?9 F/ v; e
But then again, too few to mention.
: |' \4 }! U" y# j% z0 D" nI did what I had to do+ M; T3 j8 g- l E5 R6 P& c. z
And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
9 R' e/ s) Y' O$ kEach careful step along the byway,
6 D& M) R+ S3 O4 f# pBut more, much more than this,
7 u' o& R, C- kI did it my way.
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5 x: d' _! D Z9 `Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew. z( m: ^% M& k3 r- k ~
When I bit off more than I could chew.6 \$ f0 a6 x& f7 Y2 \+ N- D
But through it all, when there was doubt," V" i9 \, B: A2 ?
I ate it up and spit it out.
9 Q7 p/ ?" d: `7 V$ e4 q: H1 E1 EI faced it all and I stood tall;
8 q- c* r: a6 b+ S7 N% n+ IAnd did it my way., y: x+ N8 H* |2 ` H6 z" a1 ^6 R
" [" w- M7 E* \ II've loved, I've laughed and cried.7 j" k# ]+ o6 { D) V
I've had my fill; my share of losing.' x2 [; X g6 ~% |8 s! x/ Z9 W
And now, as tears subside,4 y! t5 U, v. o. i5 x( c6 U
I find it all so amusing.* F# K' b1 t; f" U8 t; u
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To think I did all that;' s; i6 w- q0 m3 R c- u
And may I say - not in a shy way,4 O% s; w: w) D- S* E
'No, oh no not me,
' l+ v* F2 p" P/ ?1 MI did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?9 V# _# q7 ~6 q
If not himself, then he has naught.
' l" n) G! s* ]" z$ NTo say the things he truly feels;
4 x& M6 X7 J7 y0 _8 U0 O rAnd not the words of one who kneels.
9 C. X, v7 n% QThe record shows I took the blows -: h9 I5 }& j( V b1 u
And did it my way! |
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