|
        
- 帖子
- 31607
- 精華
- 0
- 威望
- 5053
- 魅力
- 1813
- 讚好
- 26
- 性別
- 男
|
7#
發表於 2008-11-14 10:03 AM
| 只看該作者
My Way > 法蘭克辛納區( Frank Sinatra )
) v5 r) I/ |' H' {$ fWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault7 l+ j5 K9 a, a
0 `0 @9 ]: }4 C
. U% x6 [; x0 E0 o1 VAnd now, the end is near;
9 U5 }7 F8 b. Y3 C5 cAnd so I face the final curtain." I4 ~* C' D% M3 `- ^% O; l3 S* V
My friend, I'll say it clear,/ H; e( S. g7 T2 X+ e
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
, Y- H2 Z: @+ I& Y
: R( O4 K8 ? |; I) ZI've lived a life that's full.
) O- \( S- W& _4 @+ cI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
& l! D4 [, ?4 L PBut more, much more than this,6 U* ?6 @, v: c& |2 A" ]# i! a3 E/ ~
I did it my way.
4 S; B) C8 i9 b1 H0 ?
1 Q( W/ p. q* R; l) b1 ]Regrets, I've had a few;
7 S: {, z2 D# C5 wBut then again, too few to mention.0 Y' |, n6 K% u" v- B- x5 H
I did what I had to do' K3 c4 d$ A5 X" ]
And saw it through without exemption.+ t& h' `, ?$ ?. }# {6 m' ^
3 N# }% B( A! M7 h6 @I planned each charted course;
1 g2 M& x5 v7 }# Q) c3 x: iEach careful step along the byway,5 l1 D! x: P4 E7 m' G; {7 i0 ^
But more, much more than this, I3 R; }8 S4 N
I did it my way.7 y! z, [7 A8 g. S3 m( I
$ T1 T' y" Y, L( k0 q: _
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew# W" l5 c& H! q0 |: j& L$ t" o
When I bit off more than I could chew.
- d5 N0 Z& E% a T* sBut through it all, when there was doubt,
# N/ K$ W; i1 h3 nI ate it up and spit it out.6 \9 X& D% p$ v6 Z1 m2 y
I faced it all and I stood tall;% B5 ^, `) w) k: u& q, a& L7 C B
And did it my way.% q0 `: v4 V( |% T* Z+ {, B+ i
/ N7 y9 w' z$ P0 }9 y; I" s! ~7 jI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
- C7 w) I0 i, I5 m5 ^5 X& ~ KI've had my fill; my share of losing.1 R! E/ N# w+ l& K
And now, as tears subside,
! I4 e; c+ u7 G4 z" K1 O; xI find it all so amusing.
. g3 Z( b& E9 F9 c" u) {5 F# w* m' D( F, x0 k) D
To think I did all that;6 l. S! X& N$ u, c
And may I say - not in a shy way,- g2 l7 c3 S! @! E. X5 T0 B
'No, oh no not me,
3 h& E y2 g; ~6 |5 v; X# II did it my way'.
k/ Z$ B+ {/ k7 G4 m2 O1 c( b9 f$ l& d
For what is a man, what has he got?
: N$ Z" V2 ]: ?% F. C8 zIf not himself, then he has naught.* {0 N, w' L5 l* M; `1 X
To say the things he truly feels;
' W6 N8 }; {) A* o* _8 {; ?( ]And not the words of one who kneels.0 B* v& K: J5 b0 a
The record shows I took the blows -
. a% ]; E, S. ]( `' w' v) C tAnd did it my way! |
|