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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 )
$ I: R2 p* x9 ZWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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$ L" }: b$ v1 ~) N. t1 r7 m0 pAnd now, the end is near;6 ^8 _7 s/ \& a/ Y w
And so I face the final curtain.
. w8 P8 B% e; Z9 t P- v# xMy friend, I'll say it clear,; b6 Z1 O; ~, n0 O" p5 @
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
# v* @6 X$ l, ^( Z. L5 [2 SI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
; j$ s: e {9 }) F% aBut more, much more than this,0 @! C& b+ c. m K8 q3 [! C, C
I did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
]7 Z6 d$ q/ rBut then again, too few to mention.( E6 h# f+ O# Q/ {# E+ R$ U
I did what I had to do6 Y- s% E1 Y3 ^
And saw it through without exemption.: u0 B/ ]8 X+ u9 R+ S: K/ O
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I planned each charted course;
# F B4 T5 d& k: c( j( A- \; ]Each careful step along the byway,* d( l5 y8 \ W( m' V
But more, much more than this,5 @- R$ w: Y5 l7 z; l
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
% [ B0 {* _4 h- e" nWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
/ F- {5 v) g0 C- q+ ?1 X4 w" S# ?But through it all, when there was doubt,
% {, e: X3 p) \7 iI ate it up and spit it out.$ Z" J5 @( a, |/ n' F: f, @, G
I faced it all and I stood tall;
7 H, ^4 j+ m& ?& IAnd did it my way.' Q; `0 _3 P! P5 h# L( N8 @2 y
, h" P' `" O0 {0 g8 W ~I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
+ V* E3 c' ]/ BI've had my fill; my share of losing.
9 R* G P& u# V2 ^8 rAnd now, as tears subside,
& _+ U! W. F: z1 pI find it all so amusing.
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, h& ]8 y( x+ {5 WTo think I did all that;
/ z- T, j% j/ g: iAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
- E/ ^7 X9 @6 i. ~/ U0 M* y'No, oh no not me,% n2 B! M2 z/ t4 y/ Z6 r. p$ B
I did it my way'.
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/ G* |: Z; q. M$ W# v: U5 f$ LFor what is a man, what has he got?/ s, c- Q0 D, s" e
If not himself, then he has naught.* ^# [% f# F; u2 A! B# _3 n
To say the things he truly feels;. I4 o( F' Z6 G4 L; ^! ?0 L
And not the words of one who kneels./ G& S- ~# y4 ^
The record shows I took the blows -( y" M7 a/ E0 O( C- X, K
And did it my way! |
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