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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 )
3 r) Q) F$ c8 N LWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault" ?+ `9 g. V+ m; K' V4 S, }
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1 o/ z$ M' G; C5 oAnd now, the end is near; h7 {+ D$ w- {4 S+ O9 f
And so I face the final curtain.
3 R3 V0 z/ B8 s' A* M `My friend, I'll say it clear,
# s$ q# T; J& {" b3 }3 FI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
' E- a' }; H8 \) mI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;/ q* {; ]7 z, a: M$ ?) @
But more, much more than this," `) D h- @2 l% F4 V: C
I did it my way.
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: @3 ^$ }4 K5 \; VRegrets, I've had a few; [/ f* h* W8 J" X$ Q6 j& u
But then again, too few to mention.# }$ |& h6 X4 j1 Y2 O% p2 C
I did what I had to do: j$ f) z! o! G5 s1 T8 X" i J
And saw it through without exemption.$ R# T% t) V3 I& l* W
6 X5 u1 L0 t ZI planned each charted course;
A. d1 m% \! _0 F! ?' fEach careful step along the byway,
' Z4 V9 E- L% z: P2 ^But more, much more than this,
" m. ?3 X( f# u$ aI did it my way.) N2 ]4 a& a5 A
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew0 v0 g4 p3 k" G5 G, X( |
When I bit off more than I could chew.
Y% i0 z1 }# T( C" R+ NBut through it all, when there was doubt,9 p8 v& N& e3 w1 H
I ate it up and spit it out.! q8 G. K$ B' _2 c
I faced it all and I stood tall;; s/ [$ d7 y, r3 L; s
And did it my way.
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1 _$ D2 N8 ~0 Z5 `, \* }: l4 EI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
5 V; l$ V. e" E. z. r: WI've had my fill; my share of losing.
9 v* U' b! W- ` z& [ wAnd now, as tears subside,
& q" ?/ Y5 _3 z( N ]6 P, D. ]+ Q& SI find it all so amusing., M9 Z8 j( {/ o5 I0 j5 e, R
/ D1 `3 Y% |* R2 ~7 \To think I did all that;6 [3 F+ @. S* {" O O4 N
And may I say - not in a shy way,
7 D4 V8 T* L8 G8 E. F'No, oh no not me,
5 f) \' s+ I, G& u6 h% S+ p% \5 m0 fI did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?3 y, g9 i: B; }
If not himself, then he has naught.3 g6 Z" `! p6 B& }
To say the things he truly feels;
: D2 N: V+ p( t! BAnd not the words of one who kneels.
8 X8 X* \ E7 I) L# _The record shows I took the blows -+ d1 ?, }5 n6 O4 M' a
And did it my way! |
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