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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 )
. p2 _: _* ?# @, B# P% rWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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, o; O; J+ V1 v, i( fAnd now, the end is near;
$ R2 r6 J7 n$ p# N" i' }0 }" b- MAnd so I face the final curtain.0 b7 K5 v4 V# L' z
My friend, I'll say it clear," X1 \% j$ ?8 `% P, z" d* z
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.9 L- B8 a& E8 x/ m) U
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I've lived a life that's full.2 ^" W- n* e5 h- J
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
7 ^- V" E ~) @& BBut more, much more than this,# ?2 M- E; t/ O" w
I did it my way.: l1 P$ y: n0 Z3 k6 }$ {0 K
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Regrets, I've had a few;; p9 S: _& e% @1 b
But then again, too few to mention.) W+ F- c7 i5 _
I did what I had to do" {0 _7 S# |# J1 L
And saw it through without exemption.6 h& ^' a$ a4 V% E7 t( S/ Y$ R) a
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I planned each charted course;
2 V# U0 q; d! M8 fEach careful step along the byway,
" w. u0 S1 I$ \3 e- S- G5 y8 h0 \3 @But more, much more than this,% o1 f* f8 v6 L
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew5 ]1 Y2 F6 Q) m0 D$ [3 G
When I bit off more than I could chew.
. O3 y& C% @' s/ o# E6 I0 v% ^But through it all, when there was doubt,
- V2 K$ J) n- \) aI ate it up and spit it out.3 M( L8 b, S0 _7 B! ~# D
I faced it all and I stood tall;
# q/ c! e* w, @3 e2 r, r; VAnd did it my way.7 i. K t: c$ U4 I- {8 g& y# d7 P; J
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.6 Y% j7 \) u4 n# @- ]" L, C
I've had my fill; my share of losing.2 e0 a7 @0 J* f
And now, as tears subside,
, X$ P; S* S9 ]& Y) G0 x* C7 ^5 xI find it all so amusing.& |3 P: o: a! Z
; b8 @. V2 U8 j$ X1 cTo think I did all that;
8 }3 B3 M ^7 o+ _, [/ _And may I say - not in a shy way,
6 x% g( k, \) C'No, oh no not me,
6 k/ `: J5 d, n4 vI did it my way'.# z, M+ O& W" X8 i8 g c
* T1 L z' v- TFor what is a man, what has he got?4 s0 h6 j" o8 ^2 a4 z, C# s; M
If not himself, then he has naught.
, k7 O- c* i6 h5 r" nTo say the things he truly feels;# y, h, k; h' d# c7 f' t
And not the words of one who kneels.' S1 ?0 P$ Q" X& U. h; S
The record shows I took the blows -
! {7 j2 o0 J k. i3 o, NAnd did it my way! |
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