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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 )
' d: |1 k7 p# sWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault7 ]- j( y0 E* u
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8 t9 c$ v9 I# q' P0 Q' LAnd now, the end is near;
% a! c% I9 ~$ f& ZAnd so I face the final curtain.
' v/ r5 s1 Q( d; M6 A5 R0 C uMy friend, I'll say it clear,9 r+ U. G3 G& u. E' K
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.8 ]6 b: x, x+ _$ B! p
9 x; Z8 {/ {7 A& V8 Q( N- LI've lived a life that's full., J: O. T5 S# t& S' l9 W3 Y' y
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
! d% ^, [; b# F4 q3 {6 j4 v5 p3 dBut more, much more than this,
% c. f2 h5 e* X. ^) e* t% XI did it my way.$ |7 {+ p: l2 L( }
2 ?3 M& z, r9 H) XRegrets, I've had a few;
7 a+ { x3 f. X I6 t; gBut then again, too few to mention.
/ T) m1 A% A$ [0 Q# c* D! y& uI did what I had to do% Y3 Z9 |( E9 ~; O& }' z. y8 V
And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;5 N3 m& t5 ?8 Y! \
Each careful step along the byway,9 j) ]+ [; W( t5 G* q3 O
But more, much more than this,
: u; C5 T' W/ t2 I8 DI did it my way.( Y- p0 _5 v/ a0 D6 @2 H
- w( p: P: a7 o1 g. t1 k5 \Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
$ N5 h; J) a9 e' @+ VWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
" t/ A8 a) d% U2 ^' u1 pBut through it all, when there was doubt,3 G3 p* f* M+ M) D
I ate it up and spit it out.
. Z7 I! r& I/ f* R( g0 \I faced it all and I stood tall;% o% P0 j* m ]; y. h0 O) M) U9 m
And did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
1 C( `! V# {: g% k: }I've had my fill; my share of losing.
5 y6 |; x1 N' S( UAnd now, as tears subside,5 s( F. Z6 B9 Z: J2 ^& f& b1 y
I find it all so amusing.3 u5 D$ h! c5 `$ ?. K0 F
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To think I did all that;
/ g# G' w) g( k/ d6 X' B6 GAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
: m$ ]5 ^' s" N5 ]5 c, | O'No, oh no not me,1 \! Y5 h7 _ c
I did it my way'.& m d2 U( G) n8 M
* ~& U) k8 f/ z, @1 q/ vFor what is a man, what has he got?+ F+ W$ I$ i0 a' \8 p
If not himself, then he has naught." f. }! F7 @6 W& M7 p4 {
To say the things he truly feels;
! \' U* \& q3 {! {! Z+ F+ OAnd not the words of one who kneels.
! \/ [& j7 m7 k5 U, H u1 ^: ]The record shows I took the blows -
- N( [/ y+ l+ oAnd did it my way! |
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