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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 )4 _" w9 w& t# m* {+ \
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault3 L% d4 r0 F6 F9 h
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% _% a4 k, x `0 S# {# D0 ]And now, the end is near;& O: ~8 X2 Q2 m8 G6 D! s ~
And so I face the final curtain.( u! l3 L$ z B" Y7 Q. q: f
My friend, I'll say it clear,
4 n, ]; u2 \( Y" A# Q; \$ D% G$ KI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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b( q4 w% o5 l* @3 \6 _0 zI've lived a life that's full." H( M5 J7 N0 a9 X
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;* L; [1 l, W9 o& i
But more, much more than this,( Z- m A# R$ [* M/ J; r7 R; w6 a
I did it my way.9 @3 t: x4 a2 ^
% H) }1 z0 g( w) u* N7 mRegrets, I've had a few;
0 M. A* R4 G% I9 u3 [But then again, too few to mention.
3 Z$ B( o: r$ Z( s; gI did what I had to do- n! L& K/ [7 K+ L1 C
And saw it through without exemption.
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3 W; |. l( `1 |; UI planned each charted course; T0 N2 u# Z3 w7 V* B0 R
Each careful step along the byway,
$ X( X2 c# A9 z) XBut more, much more than this,
& b( |. q* Y9 D: @ y hI did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew4 J# p4 `5 \! N4 `+ Z
When I bit off more than I could chew.
( s5 X( l% _% [' Q$ z+ Y0 Z' n8 R/ e9 Y2 rBut through it all, when there was doubt,6 O V+ u3 l$ Z/ t; [; C C
I ate it up and spit it out.
' M5 d9 {& g: s; v$ \- d: DI faced it all and I stood tall;( c! n+ C8 D% @
And did it my way.
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0 d5 D0 e; O# m! l/ B; e' i S4 A3 lI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
* F- ^/ q9 F6 z i" H& y7 g0 NI've had my fill; my share of losing.; l- T9 o: A* X: F
And now, as tears subside,
% K6 ]7 v# j' G0 p* sI find it all so amusing.
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* b+ V9 [5 T3 X, Z3 dTo think I did all that;
# P/ s" a( X) bAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
: m. D, P; ] }9 K, f'No, oh no not me,
* x& E* [$ S0 x+ _) o+ {I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?" O- T9 }4 Z3 D" Y T7 R, A
If not himself, then he has naught.8 g7 C, }$ ?& h( v) z" o
To say the things he truly feels;
! u" W2 |. j" C+ VAnd not the words of one who kneels./ e* i M, r' s, V
The record shows I took the blows -
6 W! Z) h( l3 S4 x7 ~! `And did it my way! |
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