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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 )- h2 A) |/ M) s' p1 j
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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+ ^0 S3 H! t+ n$ D3 N1 C: CAnd now, the end is near;
. A2 j9 N$ e. K+ [& K1 N. x# b& OAnd so I face the final curtain. l9 ] s0 \6 m% q5 z
My friend, I'll say it clear,
- u+ y% G' m( I6 R: r& v7 R+ ?4 s9 CI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.8 n- E" ~6 @; a, Y9 M# \4 L- p
% P0 m: G5 s% d2 i5 fI've lived a life that's full.
6 r8 F9 z: H" V7 ?/ d. p5 UI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;: ]) C& B. Z0 x! ^* v1 \: l
But more, much more than this,
7 V% u& N" d7 \. J. Y) |* FI did it my way.& b7 _2 g8 L' n: H5 P
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Regrets, I've had a few;
& T; o ^2 y- h+ |# MBut then again, too few to mention.5 g8 c1 ?; |, L- _* g
I did what I had to do) c5 U8 d2 @9 Z. e) T) _
And saw it through without exemption.+ j* C6 X3 v. d* o5 x- [" ^2 T- u
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I planned each charted course;
4 J* C6 X1 P7 Q6 g7 Q5 g9 }) [2 aEach careful step along the byway,
4 \9 f5 N% k6 P+ |/ cBut more, much more than this," ~) b& F0 A: x2 U! d$ C
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew/ l" P- {8 F/ t
When I bit off more than I could chew.2 r! ~4 `" U8 r8 R$ n m
But through it all, when there was doubt,( _6 V2 Q* @- G8 q- B! ?; q
I ate it up and spit it out.
5 B; G* s6 Q4 b" pI faced it all and I stood tall;4 Q( `* c/ k- A8 m# G$ U
And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried. H. S0 O, l8 C$ f7 ~& E/ ~
I've had my fill; my share of losing.# Y& @" ~0 `, o; z# n N; D
And now, as tears subside," p; S" k. j& T O( B1 p( d, D
I find it all so amusing.+ l; ?, q' S2 U$ L
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To think I did all that;. Y# v5 Z9 G; |0 V
And may I say - not in a shy way,
% n+ V/ Q- @$ S% k. m'No, oh no not me,3 [1 r( A0 O9 \3 l
I did it my way'.) a2 k& [3 w- s7 [ P/ u
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For what is a man, what has he got?
% j, O/ @, Q- r! F1 a, q# RIf not himself, then he has naught.7 s! c; _3 h+ ^- k/ N* }
To say the things he truly feels;) _9 T2 x; q5 C& h5 v z. a
And not the words of one who kneels.
- @/ [% q7 z% w( g- bThe record shows I took the blows -# e4 e6 h7 Y0 s
And did it my way! |
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