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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 )
^6 ?' v( }* IWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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+ W% }5 x1 B3 S- MAnd now, the end is near;- b, x; E" t1 {& j) @
And so I face the final curtain.
% {1 |' c4 [+ |1 HMy friend, I'll say it clear,
3 x/ w7 r9 N+ d; Z! O0 GI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
( {' |1 D2 f+ j; Y4 t4 T0 VI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
4 p @7 a# l# P4 j g1 iBut more, much more than this,
: C$ t6 e% ]* k! T: Y9 z' |I did it my way.( U Q* J( m2 N4 }, |. M7 \
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Regrets, I've had a few;
; A% w1 J5 v0 p! w& mBut then again, too few to mention.6 g9 ?6 R, c# _% J! Z* `0 S
I did what I had to do
+ `/ ^/ w: A3 C; H0 x( y- oAnd saw it through without exemption.9 g5 G6 A7 |6 u* H1 w) h7 O' d3 w T
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I planned each charted course;9 F+ T# i8 [% m( Z$ @" _# _/ j
Each careful step along the byway,) v1 X. n/ l7 I5 F% n8 I
But more, much more than this,; l% ~4 D" A H& H0 @8 I z
I did it my way.
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3 r4 R, b) d/ k' S1 o5 f( W3 Q' |$ JYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
' m, a {( C# V( ^. bWhen I bit off more than I could chew.; \0 u) \3 Y6 G4 X- a; K
But through it all, when there was doubt,4 o& I, @. K* X
I ate it up and spit it out.
! i; ?9 u T/ EI faced it all and I stood tall;: L( `) i, }- ]/ T' b
And did it my way.4 r5 M0 O' X8 T" R
8 ]& ^: i P% Q( r+ ~# r) @I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
- ?! i9 g5 I6 j" MI've had my fill; my share of losing.
+ {1 H& w$ F. c( H# `3 R. ^) U- aAnd now, as tears subside,
( Z V+ O+ T1 N7 @! cI find it all so amusing.! Y m2 s9 G6 Y. x' s) Q3 j
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To think I did all that;
% W0 M. x& M+ a# Q' JAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
/ r3 F+ Q! w5 z5 A1 I'No, oh no not me,- z9 n- @& q. u# c
I did it my way'.
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& ~, n! d6 y/ ^3 ]( MFor what is a man, what has he got?
: I! r, h. J1 F1 r: Z/ P( V+ K( ^) qIf not himself, then he has naught.
7 p: }! }( g @& i) r# n8 JTo say the things he truly feels;
) O8 H6 s; v& FAnd not the words of one who kneels.
! Y, ~5 s& @+ [; ?" T \The record shows I took the blows -) d; M [2 S0 ?/ h' r8 Y
And did it my way! |
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