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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 u, m5 z5 i w
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;9 O+ e$ A% ?9 R, a3 G0 K( u: n2 y
And so I face the final curtain.
/ ]1 f, D5 Q$ ~* J# H7 c9 ~My friend, I'll say it clear,1 R; E- k1 G3 S: c. w" m
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.5 @5 T8 a2 e) g' k' Y
0 J+ M. ?( @: qI've lived a life that's full.( j& }/ b& z" Y& U
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
2 C& |! D# N2 A6 ~/ _But more, much more than this,
9 V% X( I7 o* W7 ]6 Z# EI did it my way.
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Regrets, I've had a few;
3 v) o8 B2 ~& E6 y* H3 S# BBut then again, too few to mention.% u( Z( d6 n1 a2 f6 d1 U
I did what I had to do' q$ l$ U% ~4 Z% @, Z5 R
And saw it through without exemption.1 m7 T) j6 D5 m1 {0 b8 n; @+ D5 [3 w4 b2 p
4 n6 Y+ I2 J2 ^ D8 \I planned each charted course;, H# ?$ p6 X- R" N
Each careful step along the byway,
" G+ Z3 x( Y1 y9 } u( g+ x" D2 ZBut more, much more than this,& ` B" K9 [. D/ `7 X2 r% m! d; V
I did it my way.3 E. q- Z5 \+ s8 L, x# k
( w/ c1 O# S3 H% X EYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
0 A) P4 f) Y( l* I- KWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
) ^; Q( k1 A* v! Z9 h* V8 T* |But through it all, when there was doubt," h0 U5 e k1 l$ j
I ate it up and spit it out.1 n7 V4 X+ F0 ]4 g' E) F
I faced it all and I stood tall;, L4 w% U! d/ W; `% D" r8 z5 c
And did it my way.; \! S* e! t7 ]- a: @1 ?
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
( `1 h! _( D0 K9 t P/ jI've had my fill; my share of losing.+ K% g9 i# F* F B6 F6 D
And now, as tears subside,
: X* m1 w) c3 eI find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that; z3 ] W5 x/ x+ X3 [% w3 k( |
And may I say - not in a shy way,, o4 J7 G8 L2 E5 J0 Q+ f. Y
'No, oh no not me,+ S2 I N4 ]1 k5 ^ \
I did it my way'., p/ i. x" T2 Q, m
* `. c0 I2 p5 T/ a# x$ L) fFor what is a man, what has he got?2 K% {) g9 D; `+ \
If not himself, then he has naught.
; a8 g3 T# I# A- X; ~4 ?% N+ [To say the things he truly feels;+ J& w N: E8 L5 E
And not the words of one who kneels.
6 a& M; Y2 ~1 x) [The record shows I took the blows -
L5 Y9 }- d, h* J4 EAnd did it my way! |
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