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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 )! w, |% M" J& c9 I
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;+ w" _3 Z- l/ h! g8 b# k$ p2 ?
And so I face the final curtain.# f* _# ~& C) R1 K* \6 y. y6 L
My friend, I'll say it clear,4 P0 l8 c7 b& o. ?8 E! L7 W
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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' j4 T3 Q" c9 pI've lived a life that's full.
I m8 ~, U- ~. f9 l* gI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;( ]9 v+ M( X3 u2 m
But more, much more than this,# i G/ Z* a y# C: w+ W
I did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;( o! ~0 o( E6 g( ^4 \
But then again, too few to mention.+ g1 M( ]! j, A; T+ y3 Y/ V
I did what I had to do e) L, u7 Y& r* _/ [4 z
And saw it through without exemption.1 S; S2 c( h3 t4 K& w1 y; f
& ?- ^; a+ Y* ]2 {I planned each charted course;9 n) ?. w' p6 F$ w
Each careful step along the byway,, |% W6 |( W, A$ y! Y* j; r8 {! \
But more, much more than this,
/ T0 [( C& J' Z% j/ }I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew( D1 n* Z) p& |3 A
When I bit off more than I could chew.$ v4 x/ M" B& o
But through it all, when there was doubt,+ d# ~. _1 _3 n3 C& q$ [
I ate it up and spit it out.6 G2 C" J. B `. d
I faced it all and I stood tall;+ }8 a2 X1 v; p
And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.! B9 Y$ @6 Z6 ?8 L4 w
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
! N# |5 K& r/ ^ F9 t' \5 fAnd now, as tears subside,
; B. m# P7 v" e% C5 e' n5 C5 MI find it all so amusing.. C- F4 ^) Q1 p
2 p" O! c" M/ ?6 wTo think I did all that;2 t6 a- c& ?+ d- ]1 \$ N2 R
And may I say - not in a shy way,
. e" n5 u5 \0 O/ z6 t% J( {2 `'No, oh no not me,
" b! I8 z, E! m: eI did it my way'.& }( }/ r2 ?( p" x( _
0 \( U% R& _, {+ QFor what is a man, what has he got?
% ~ N* z/ ~# d1 Y* t6 ZIf not himself, then he has naught.* O& J" [& o' w
To say the things he truly feels;
: P" J1 M! m: u7 j$ p2 oAnd not the words of one who kneels.
; Q/ M2 f+ X0 d8 N6 k2 X OThe record shows I took the blows -
) A0 f. W: \: h& z+ e% wAnd did it my way! |
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