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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 )- l1 V6 N- H" r$ W) Y
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;. \" }. G4 ~) S
And so I face the final curtain.
! S' K! B7 Y1 J$ \/ F# [My friend, I'll say it clear,
; l( N& L' L, ^# JI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.. @- R4 _! B( n- E6 [9 O) ^
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I've lived a life that's full.
# M h& \- O: ?: h% \. G( |" pI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;9 L4 B5 q1 _& i V- A8 S) A
But more, much more than this,
# ]5 Y' }' w# r, eI did it my way.% A) b1 E% J4 Y: y. c
# x ^" v+ Z; X# j4 U" m: RRegrets, I've had a few;
" q: ?* r8 a3 E, S' DBut then again, too few to mention., G/ C& L1 I% c3 f7 X
I did what I had to do0 U$ b2 k( {6 E# f
And saw it through without exemption.& i9 W/ o& T- J0 o) L7 v
8 Z4 R9 ~, k. H# K1 _% ^I planned each charted course;4 S6 n& |. ^) d3 K1 O2 r6 n
Each careful step along the byway,
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: I! U+ w. B+ U0 p7 n. x! lI did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew4 V% W8 E5 q4 R/ j; ] t
When I bit off more than I could chew.* k. ?$ r6 o+ |; o8 P% v
But through it all, when there was doubt,* \: m' n* [/ \, h7 {( k4 t
I ate it up and spit it out.
3 A- r0 [1 l) q$ UI faced it all and I stood tall;6 `0 P, @1 R- |. }' C1 c6 N
And did it my way.1 `# B! o/ I! e3 M y
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.! H; X$ F( G* C/ d- t3 g" d$ k
I've had my fill; my share of losing.0 {0 l; n5 k& X2 F- e3 J
And now, as tears subside, Q @8 b- [4 S- N! E* G5 \1 U
I find it all so amusing./ @( N7 V0 B3 Q; O* j8 f; T
' @# A. X2 [) _& Q' ?: B. l+ BTo think I did all that;: C# o$ [6 f6 l0 V1 B
And may I say - not in a shy way,
+ p* }3 A g& f9 F. i: L2 f( a'No, oh no not me,
+ n) T- h; t7 n) l' s: DI did it my way'.
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" w3 Z( i& I. l8 w: uFor what is a man, what has he got?, u$ j# F; V1 V2 M( i/ G
If not himself, then he has naught.
% `9 a* C9 D6 J- f$ E0 Z8 L8 c& C/ PTo say the things he truly feels;* w5 J( {. `& M8 m# Q
And not the words of one who kneels.8 I( g% }; p0 {! [
The record shows I took the blows -5 J3 h: C8 |& u2 S! c
And did it my way! |
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