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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 )
! T4 G5 @" ~. D% A& f% NWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault3 Y% P: g2 z* A k
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And now, the end is near;4 v$ p2 Y/ u+ Z- k: x4 C: j% a
And so I face the final curtain.( J7 W6 m* }4 y( e" n% ~+ `3 m
My friend, I'll say it clear,
+ w1 I+ X" g1 k' zI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.4 @7 ]+ t" \2 G# X5 e
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
" S, {6 [6 W) mBut more, much more than this,4 K: \! w) J$ Y( M% W* b
I did it my way.6 T* B) {$ T) }- y! ]
! H$ Q R& t. y, h- w3 @9 s* @ u4 bRegrets, I've had a few;
- Y& \+ j0 |7 V: Y3 i# }But then again, too few to mention.
1 S. Z0 w/ T2 m0 b% CI did what I had to do
4 f0 Y4 B2 C+ f& t- L, ?* ?And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
; ^9 @% F& m5 E8 H% s6 LEach careful step along the byway,
4 l8 l8 W. A" r3 `) rBut more, much more than this,- m/ P' T& R3 k5 m
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
* _+ R8 o. z# ^- FWhen I bit off more than I could chew.% i/ I U6 m( L) L$ B
But through it all, when there was doubt,: l/ [, z* t( U7 d C) I
I ate it up and spit it out./ C# N I, C/ X# N% y# R
I faced it all and I stood tall;
0 T3 H- j( @/ `7 L, h2 zAnd did it my way.
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& N3 L1 U* Z- F6 i: o/ \" {I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
; c' `6 \0 y9 ~0 eI've had my fill; my share of losing.
2 C& c$ r) p- N, G$ d4 M2 qAnd now, as tears subside,8 h: ?- ^5 W4 Q8 d5 ^2 B3 ]4 q3 D
I find it all so amusing.4 a0 z+ P2 {8 s5 r7 C- r
3 a5 |1 w! I: d$ ^4 \To think I did all that;
; K3 K- ]- }& t7 kAnd may I say - not in a shy way,8 f/ y+ y" C" Y7 ? R
'No, oh no not me,) D1 ~* f; l# K: A. d1 t( \
I did it my way'.
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& B( G1 ]+ @2 x: _For what is a man, what has he got?
! r" @6 y$ m+ I X; M" qIf not himself, then he has naught. Y! ^" {6 L `$ e7 Z7 G
To say the things he truly feels;, |9 q& A9 b7 o; L& [5 h
And not the words of one who kneels.
! x5 m$ M! H6 K( H( ?The record shows I took the blows -
4 i7 [- ?6 L# i( r. k5 JAnd did it my way! |
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