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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 )4 _' C% L9 I) m: P# K' E1 Q5 i
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault* T2 C& Y/ Y) S/ U% N/ [ G7 N
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And now, the end is near;
/ w" J7 i9 ?2 I/ {4 T; Y- {And so I face the final curtain.8 U* C3 P" `' m" \: f( I
My friend, I'll say it clear, l9 z2 a8 l5 n4 G) [; [& x1 Z
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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8 \' U7 D: G4 p* P' i6 n# P3 eI've lived a life that's full.' m4 s; ?# e5 T8 z" c( W3 K
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;3 ~% U8 b$ _9 f; q' W1 s
But more, much more than this, K* z! _6 B2 Q" F
I did it my way.$ w/ @8 R5 B- g
' c i( M9 [7 I/ U. ARegrets, I've had a few;& P5 U p2 m0 \4 O3 H
But then again, too few to mention.
7 M) b4 {# l" s/ w+ w1 [ ?. zI did what I had to do
. I5 o& D; H0 ^# H. R" j9 q& uAnd saw it through without exemption., c/ x) k& g2 z0 E* M
9 T' R. { |$ @4 H7 `I planned each charted course;+ m0 `/ S2 V( K% o' s
Each careful step along the byway," J, z8 O6 g/ d' \: Q
But more, much more than this,
/ B- Y- Q f& ^% G) {I did it my way.. q& u) f9 o. z8 m! F- G7 f
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew/ B1 x; m1 M( B# M. {
When I bit off more than I could chew.
( j) f! G( U) IBut through it all, when there was doubt,6 `* B: J c; \ P8 L
I ate it up and spit it out.7 m+ W2 W5 n2 F# t/ H# ~
I faced it all and I stood tall;
" m, Z! r: x$ U( TAnd did it my way.9 b- l, B n0 F- m5 R
) B3 e& H ]' [2 Y1 O( Q/ t& s) _I've loved, I've laughed and cried.* c2 Q1 `+ [& e6 N5 [" y
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
& V# X8 [& u& HAnd now, as tears subside,( m5 c, U, u. S+ w! K8 e* h
I find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;% w) Y4 G, p. F) v3 K6 M
And may I say - not in a shy way,
( \; e( T: c | \$ L( d. r8 R'No, oh no not me,5 C( ]* k+ o! A, d
I did it my way'.- B! `3 y" q* c2 v) q
% v u9 S2 u& k! h) r6 F9 k, q1 ZFor what is a man, what has he got?. I4 F9 @! b- X, V: ?
If not himself, then he has naught." g: M! g- h9 w1 |
To say the things he truly feels;
. u( G( R5 s$ H9 Y! G2 Y. GAnd not the words of one who kneels.
$ P! ^* Z1 C0 Q# YThe record shows I took the blows -
: G: A0 J" F1 M+ hAnd did it my way! |
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