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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 )# x9 z, |- @& u; \9 n9 T
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault' j" a$ N2 C5 v7 ?$ l
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3 k1 J) m6 f# i" \2 N1 P PAnd now, the end is near;
: g0 j; g7 C( DAnd so I face the final curtain.! d( Z5 E8 Q. H- [2 T
My friend, I'll say it clear,) L% ?+ |) r0 E8 c5 T
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.7 z% z r1 K$ q$ U; X9 O4 E! V7 a* B
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I've lived a life that's full.
6 @0 G" O5 K* C5 _# c: K( MI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
9 y% z2 Z: j# K t2 N; x+ ~0 u; FBut more, much more than this,
$ I: J( u# J" ]I did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;5 C, R) u7 U% L F: B/ y9 g5 k9 q& R& x
But then again, too few to mention.
5 o7 k, t, }( a3 kI did what I had to do
+ }& y) C+ C; j3 x: f- YAnd saw it through without exemption.
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6 G; n( a7 L( l; ?. e- Y ]# JI planned each charted course; P H' F. e/ b6 `) y
Each careful step along the byway,' L% `" n- Q( M# M) X$ _* z
But more, much more than this,
9 d' V# @" K4 y' ]1 |' @3 @I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew ^) [9 {: R j# v2 {
When I bit off more than I could chew.
8 n3 h/ T, M0 v) Y$ H7 r0 z# Y2 s( aBut through it all, when there was doubt,, n ~: `+ d5 [. ~8 z4 w5 f; K
I ate it up and spit it out.
, S q9 C' R2 w: a; w3 zI faced it all and I stood tall;
[4 b+ D9 u8 x( N$ Y4 a( `4 e* ^" hAnd did it my way.2 M, C0 D) c9 `. B
2 j) p- v" ]' ~( p9 @I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
% k& x6 p( Z1 G1 J& _1 c* K! n' pI've had my fill; my share of losing.7 u) ]1 `1 V1 R5 Q
And now, as tears subside,
6 X1 P( A# b3 ~I find it all so amusing." H# \7 ]0 I7 \, M
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To think I did all that;& i! o- n/ Q4 w. B# N
And may I say - not in a shy way,
0 ~( E/ ~4 V. k'No, oh no not me,; O2 s2 _% Z6 @! j* M: s
I did it my way'.8 M# [, K$ I g, {* p" p
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For what is a man, what has he got?# m+ P2 C% @2 A6 B2 G* M
If not himself, then he has naught.5 r9 C/ C, o) O* d' B( G# i
To say the things he truly feels;& G: k$ U/ s) B& t3 y5 J
And not the words of one who kneels.
1 Y6 k( B7 _8 B' A0 n2 U* _The record shows I took the blows -
1 J$ }4 E9 m+ y J' }, ^0 \And did it my way! |
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