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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 )
+ }% d6 l- \: x% y+ lWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;
( U+ B# Y, ]/ |4 g$ T0 S. ]& ZAnd so I face the final curtain.
( C( ]' C* L) q: s+ KMy friend, I'll say it clear,
( W3 u% C0 f* U* O7 X. o9 OI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.1 j& }! f) H4 b, p* C
9 K9 a% Y9 T7 B: I: UI've lived a life that's full.( \9 K7 K9 I8 S1 x) ]
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
* ~* u8 l4 }' YBut more, much more than this,
' D6 a5 B: Z9 `: `I did it my way.) \5 E! P2 g- D. @2 B2 i# _
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Regrets, I've had a few;2 i* j! x" U8 ?5 P- t
But then again, too few to mention.
4 V& w; [8 Z% O$ R- c/ Z4 GI did what I had to do
& u" z+ c; h: IAnd saw it through without exemption.9 ? o4 K& _* J& B
" \3 a6 m+ \0 m/ ]8 L5 X2 vI planned each charted course;
: Q! l! v! d z2 z% U, z4 @Each careful step along the byway,7 l* W6 y% b% Y9 I1 H
But more, much more than this,
& M" R* {/ L3 L3 CI did it my way.
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0 R, h; R) k% T& MYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
9 z& S5 S" H6 R( Q0 f- W* w% {When I bit off more than I could chew.
; g" ]- j% l9 ~# SBut through it all, when there was doubt,0 e/ [6 |$ I, Q: e+ R5 U
I ate it up and spit it out.0 o0 \: L3 }0 N# H
I faced it all and I stood tall;
$ L. p7 a! |7 B. m8 A) b2 sAnd did it my way.
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& K, D; B5 M! HI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
, r% D# D" d" q7 aI've had my fill; my share of losing.
( Z1 c9 W3 U' C: w9 c4 d8 X# uAnd now, as tears subside,
# l) k4 K- l/ @* G' t5 i3 TI find it all so amusing.; H$ n7 X9 a1 S, |: ~, l
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To think I did all that;
, k$ y+ o( X4 }9 V5 OAnd may I say - not in a shy way,4 x0 K U' m- `' T' w/ l% K' H: M
'No, oh no not me,5 k m3 F0 G& x" k6 z
I did it my way'.+ y# h1 K% [0 S9 P( W
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For what is a man, what has he got?
# q9 F, s! Z' K1 |: _/ gIf not himself, then he has naught.
( {6 H' E5 h& X' p" f% Z7 hTo say the things he truly feels;
0 \, I0 C/ f/ c- Q( Y, @And not the words of one who kneels.
& V/ p* w" g' o( K! B# mThe record shows I took the blows -
5 U, D( M' q8 F' f/ M$ ]And did it my way! |
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