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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 )8 z4 e t$ Q# m Z9 C4 j( w
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault6 ~. D( q$ l9 u3 f0 ^) K+ R9 v
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And now, the end is near;6 K$ ?$ H o4 P* v, V
And so I face the final curtain.
# ], f/ U; e$ q1 B0 B( OMy friend, I'll say it clear,
" b2 _$ i2 Z- lI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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0 { ^* D: X6 H3 M5 DI've lived a life that's full.
0 u6 M' F2 g* J+ u0 OI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
8 _: `/ |5 x: o+ nBut more, much more than this,
7 J* c* _, t; O4 d% U6 xI did it my way.. m, _3 n" R3 o& X: F' }9 X N
* X* X$ H" ?7 B, {, XRegrets, I've had a few;2 i* g o' x9 |. H9 T& g
But then again, too few to mention.
h, l3 ^: u) LI did what I had to do
! i2 V( m3 S* H+ ^& o vAnd saw it through without exemption.' P5 } S- ]9 ]; \+ j# r3 R8 L
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I planned each charted course;0 P5 N7 u+ r Y* k1 q7 S+ U
Each careful step along the byway,
- Y' h4 o; K+ }1 NBut more, much more than this,
) [( z j6 G( M6 W9 O2 _1 S1 AI did it my way.
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6 S4 h1 a* x, g5 |, @7 ?, t4 PYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
$ Z6 M; ~/ ?# @) ?3 z6 ^When I bit off more than I could chew. _' |5 u: X6 o9 a$ e; R* I0 ]7 `
But through it all, when there was doubt,
; t0 u; r7 {7 F @1 CI ate it up and spit it out.
$ X8 b2 T7 w/ |2 H! UI faced it all and I stood tall;
" p& O! v8 u$ c: e1 ?5 KAnd did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
/ j7 F% ~5 R8 d: II've had my fill; my share of losing., P T. e, {- l5 l* p' I
And now, as tears subside,
6 B7 k% c/ n( O- _" ^I find it all so amusing.4 K0 S8 p& Z# d: ]! X( `: H
. l9 M. x! F. p! P$ gTo think I did all that;9 k; L5 ?4 r; I- d
And may I say - not in a shy way,
8 H L" i7 a. ^8 V( Z. k* J a" N'No, oh no not me,
- q. c b3 C; _3 QI did it my way'.7 {3 p c4 S/ N: K9 a n
$ L1 y% U4 g# @- t7 q' {- wFor what is a man, what has he got?
! k" }6 ]' R5 x: r$ \: v4 r( dIf not himself, then he has naught.0 ?1 c. {) s( B/ ^0 L
To say the things he truly feels;$ e; R! E: L6 A' ~' w+ _
And not the words of one who kneels.
( P: g5 ? N- |The record shows I took the blows -
0 y! C. V# v) TAnd did it my way! |
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