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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 ); |% X- f" d s
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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# J$ O1 |- |+ o0 hAnd now, the end is near;4 f) r* k3 b% |, E$ {" T7 `
And so I face the final curtain.5 r t0 J4 \1 h% U2 F4 Y5 Z; H' P
My friend, I'll say it clear,
; z. M% W+ _# O* G, {& O( kI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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3 }7 _- M7 g- O, p K N* g: `I've lived a life that's full.
4 i3 `! t9 m$ {1 [I've traveled each and ev'ry highway; }* l5 Z9 o# q% s0 @9 S2 ?2 `
But more, much more than this,
* U3 w) g: [: r! e2 d9 GI did it my way.: w% ], U6 U# _) W5 Y7 p/ o! F: D
4 e4 W+ B4 k' N) i8 q* A6 t+ A% ~# gRegrets, I've had a few;
! E; Q* b: Z) z7 d7 w* cBut then again, too few to mention.8 q3 e. k8 a9 |5 t0 l
I did what I had to do
# p% j8 H' S6 k: e' l9 {9 T. VAnd saw it through without exemption.5 ~+ Q/ S9 u, k9 R- m) E1 O
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I planned each charted course;7 A' b" n! U* l# t- Y- L3 `7 h" ^$ V
Each careful step along the byway,' `6 @: l7 r; U' W! s! {6 U
But more, much more than this,3 {- K2 E3 O S( U, g3 x
I did it my way.
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, U* _0 ]1 S6 I; IYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew8 C6 e9 E( S7 y" {# I
When I bit off more than I could chew.
' m# [ s5 a7 s$ C! F/ lBut through it all, when there was doubt,4 h# _; E% S5 M' y
I ate it up and spit it out.8 T C4 l, u2 A
I faced it all and I stood tall;
) J* i G: G* b+ p% y6 mAnd did it my way.- H3 X& A1 K- ~* f. e K
) j% `( Q* B0 c. E8 @I've loved, I've laughed and cried.5 L; ?1 O9 J9 |# e( v$ h J' \
I've had my fill; my share of losing. u, _" i, i9 B% [
And now, as tears subside,
, v$ `+ y' h4 u! d+ B7 S3 II find it all so amusing.; ~' X/ N X" C3 G
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To think I did all that;
+ T- h( ]9 z# `; h5 I) _, z+ sAnd may I say - not in a shy way,
3 T# u& [- f3 K4 A; p'No, oh no not me,
/ E3 h& Y/ e' U& i j& FI did it my way'.
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' x0 g+ B) O$ h3 N2 V. \1 YFor what is a man, what has he got?
: @& K% @$ {9 v/ ^2 e0 U) s8 y+ |If not himself, then he has naught.& H9 N+ J3 o7 ~; e0 W
To say the things he truly feels;% d; v, x7 l- [0 I" P# v7 A
And not the words of one who kneels." F C' G: _4 `6 M2 P
The record shows I took the blows -
) U7 i& P' d% ]8 Y* u( L" ?8 @8 RAnd did it my way! |
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