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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 )
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And now, the end is near;
' }3 L' ?1 O: TAnd so I face the final curtain.
& t3 f4 e8 i2 M4 R; ?. UMy friend, I'll say it clear,: E8 u* v2 o9 D1 ^! i
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain., r& R2 M* q1 ^+ m3 z
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I've lived a life that's full.! y# L3 [0 Q! o/ D
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;9 s' q S' {$ l% L2 L
But more, much more than this,$ p- i: ~3 a% m! `/ \- A
I did it my way.& j6 P! o: A4 R- z! Z) w+ c5 _
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Regrets, I've had a few;
5 s- k) V) F) v- l+ K0 WBut then again, too few to mention.# ?& S$ D& P; Z+ f. M/ S
I did what I had to do
/ C& I D8 g5 [" b1 n) d9 \* \$ ?And saw it through without exemption.
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: u- }8 O' ~$ Q+ [. H# x+ ]I planned each charted course;& U# m1 H2 X: ?
Each careful step along the byway,! Y9 j6 Y8 ~( y* Y) {: M$ V0 H
But more, much more than this,
, y2 A3 r7 F( c) e0 fI did it my way.
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" B/ M+ K: z& C/ w1 mYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
2 t: c1 [4 x5 _- J5 q* l. QWhen I bit off more than I could chew.- _% F. G' V! ~' f9 l2 i
But through it all, when there was doubt,
! m& y7 ]% N& d! s( kI ate it up and spit it out.
& j9 D& J3 }0 jI faced it all and I stood tall;
. r, `0 B$ s, Q. j d l: QAnd did it my way.
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- ^6 {4 W9 z2 B. DI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
/ X* t* u) ^0 I4 l# B$ y; QI've had my fill; my share of losing.3 \) Z' B# } N9 W. u R
And now, as tears subside,. ^0 W; W; r/ d; p
I find it all so amusing.. d! G6 P6 F/ i4 I- G+ a
1 u+ S) _. _! v3 Y* q- c6 [To think I did all that;
1 D3 E4 t, U% p( `# I' NAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
3 g) y! A5 t( K. M# \) R& s- Q" I" R'No, oh no not me,
. H$ L, p; k) jI did it my way'.
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9 H. P! l0 m5 L" l! n/ iFor what is a man, what has he got?/ I8 a! }# j6 V; I2 V6 |6 H% l( w8 x
If not himself, then he has naught.
2 a- T3 g. |: z! p3 z1 C$ T, x! _$ ATo say the things he truly feels;& `1 G' [+ D: K7 d; p4 I
And not the words of one who kneels.
4 V& K" p5 ^8 y: ~; xThe record shows I took the blows -3 F- `; }$ L* n; w: `" X. g
And did it my way! |
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