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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 )
1 h. B" Z* N8 T. H1 E5 DWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault" e0 }0 C8 e! [* Z* m- i
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7 U! y6 s4 Q3 C, ZAnd now, the end is near;* a5 O) l+ A, P
And so I face the final curtain.
v1 c2 x( w% j+ w W3 QMy friend, I'll say it clear,
3 K+ f% \* l/ I3 Q" aI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full. V& y5 K7 Z' q9 p: b5 i; R( n% A3 ?
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;8 p3 f* p2 @% [& A+ i1 U
But more, much more than this,
2 m% ?3 F: H- L0 Y& ]# tI did it my way.
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$ M" P5 M, G+ f' P, ARegrets, I've had a few;' Y% R' O0 Y* n2 l& L) L+ N
But then again, too few to mention.9 `0 M4 T( b: h* I& s8 _6 s( y' E
I did what I had to do
# K$ K* t2 R. \And saw it through without exemption.' Q% f Y3 L. U# q% G* B! @& F
0 C) Z; u p1 GI planned each charted course;7 I2 q7 h) [9 C+ ?1 V/ T& q
Each careful step along the byway,
: O4 I% A/ W2 M1 M& M% y7 c* jBut more, much more than this,' {3 o1 l, S+ { m5 a( e: N
I did it my way.8 L3 m7 K8 i. B
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
2 O! v; |2 h _ `- LWhen I bit off more than I could chew.1 Q# H1 b* v/ | Z; U l
But through it all, when there was doubt,, x4 \+ w% G- k; v! L! I
I ate it up and spit it out.
% u' t$ Z$ {5 q# _, o' NI faced it all and I stood tall;: B m4 h4 u8 i! Y/ R0 ]( Y( H
And did it my way.& [& l7 u" `. u. l1 H
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.6 n3 O4 C' C4 i% e
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
: U7 c9 h7 d; ?( UAnd now, as tears subside,
3 e6 n3 y% M0 M8 p0 `I find it all so amusing.4 E' M/ l5 o {2 i2 J- X) T
! a/ ]5 n1 v: w" N9 _To think I did all that;0 P% Y/ c" H& E
And may I say - not in a shy way,
+ h7 ?: Z j8 ?2 R$ V'No, oh no not me,' c; w; u4 B1 V- m+ H7 b9 `
I did it my way'.
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7 ~* M$ K1 q9 h2 V2 l ^9 GFor what is a man, what has he got?
+ k7 x, I3 p% p, J$ x. iIf not himself, then he has naught.
; Y: d1 v1 `. _6 P; j& S5 p. dTo say the things he truly feels;3 b1 N) g* r. S1 X- x3 [/ j
And not the words of one who kneels., @$ j3 n! M7 G2 x! I
The record shows I took the blows -
% l/ P7 x( p1 m0 yAnd did it my way! |
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