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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 t% R ^ R2 R4 ?
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault5 f! k0 U. M5 P
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And now, the end is near;; j8 D( s$ S4 v8 V+ d
And so I face the final curtain.+ r- m; C! a; }# Z4 v& B: i4 M
My friend, I'll say it clear,8 n$ t& c4 a$ T* x* K
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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- r" i5 F. R/ I# n" ?6 BI've lived a life that's full.
6 |( q. ]' ^' I: W8 u9 g% _. eI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
1 _' `: H* W' S! k2 Z2 p2 l! ?1 U( sBut more, much more than this,
0 V& O: }% |$ [& _5 X1 x1 O2 B4 II did it my way.
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7 G! l/ E1 m# G. r9 r& c" FRegrets, I've had a few;
* T% [: s+ X' s1 D- XBut then again, too few to mention.
9 F& A; E4 q% I! K1 d/ ZI did what I had to do, i! M4 P( {2 k6 n4 r* i3 e' M( D) u
And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;
0 b5 R: N( [6 W- w: I5 CEach careful step along the byway,* Y0 {% `: E+ t+ |
But more, much more than this,, S9 e9 k- o/ p1 d! h0 A3 p
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
0 o7 x' @3 w1 D" g0 NWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
5 U3 ?) D+ g! D2 _) F" z& B# g: oBut through it all, when there was doubt,! }0 W2 o7 B0 B. K7 [$ h c6 k
I ate it up and spit it out.
/ D' g1 ^: L i" h0 D3 LI faced it all and I stood tall;
- S/ i. S/ w! I: m( U- tAnd did it my way.3 S9 ?% u2 ^, b
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
0 W2 ]+ [" |; ~6 n; {! z, {I've had my fill; my share of losing.* D) Y2 X8 Q- s/ A: {% T \9 m% O5 d
And now, as tears subside,) ]5 Y- D1 G% [: ^
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;
" J/ A+ \+ o. U' ^: L# y2 s6 A. EAnd may I say - not in a shy way,; `- j. g7 m [' r; M3 W) S$ B
'No, oh no not me,6 v" l; o9 y( ]" H; i) F
I did it my way'.
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For what is a man, what has he got?
' H/ G8 \+ N3 W |" H i, k' MIf not himself, then he has naught.
9 P8 p- n6 `6 t. B! J$ [8 zTo say the things he truly feels;! l8 c' z6 {. E) X
And not the words of one who kneels.- B5 F. J, J* y1 z: a
The record shows I took the blows -- W* h1 V6 C- s+ ~1 i# O; \
And did it my way! |
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