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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 )5 i6 ~- _# B- i# o/ ~1 C! _/ q
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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! b( n% g1 S1 L0 g9 iAnd now, the end is near;
! J/ S4 R: k. G+ ?( tAnd so I face the final curtain.
. b% M. c1 e% F% MMy friend, I'll say it clear,5 X5 c% R& K+ C% N8 m9 A$ {: ?
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.' ^% D# A) M$ \5 o+ q
& O0 S4 y5 C* v" D8 D$ lI've lived a life that's full.$ D Y M/ j4 r5 h$ `& _
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;3 p9 b2 d/ t5 _, v8 [% w8 j' A1 c3 b
But more, much more than this,* x! ]3 z8 b6 ^8 J2 z" O! c4 b0 E
I did it my way.4 h- u, Y4 M8 n3 o+ u, c" ?! m
* V7 j2 D6 @! DRegrets, I've had a few;
7 e; w. ~ T/ G. J# }But then again, too few to mention.
5 z5 _8 a& q' Z6 JI did what I had to do% ^" G" l. c; _
And saw it through without exemption.8 y, M/ N' N8 _: h; R/ q
* l: ^7 J3 C$ @6 k: v% U/ RI planned each charted course;2 C3 }; ?, s) _
Each careful step along the byway,
4 E9 {8 j9 ]: \& ]! ABut more, much more than this,
C% _) m* [* [3 K6 ^I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew8 e" `# r0 b7 |( M, {
When I bit off more than I could chew.
7 C1 F: Y) h6 CBut through it all, when there was doubt,0 L" l( q. b9 ~3 Z, l" e' C
I ate it up and spit it out.
; c. r" l2 d1 b6 `I faced it all and I stood tall;" p$ E( d+ x6 H' L! p- C# b
And did it my way., w0 {7 N* j7 P7 S- Y4 \
% |! T+ L3 _" `. ?! ~I've loved, I've laughed and cried.& }4 {$ c( j, m8 K. K( @# f
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
3 n3 L. Q* C2 c/ S+ ?8 O: ], s# sAnd now, as tears subside,2 w: X0 N+ }+ x8 _
I find it all so amusing.. Q! N; L6 G: P1 T8 ]7 y& ~
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To think I did all that;# @" V- p0 t" a& }
And may I say - not in a shy way,- ?$ Z0 l6 L( m( M, R* r1 z
'No, oh no not me,1 ~+ e0 X3 s% ]) K0 S7 r% x# Q$ p
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
* S4 o6 S3 N- Y3 ?( q* lIf not himself, then he has naught.. I; ]; W) e3 i0 f
To say the things he truly feels;
$ u) j" ^3 A2 F3 VAnd not the words of one who kneels.
& i# ~) P, U& g8 tThe record shows I took the blows -
% V* y, T% L4 l5 m. G$ NAnd did it my way! |
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