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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 )9 k. q+ O' y' H/ N- ^
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;
% Q. ` q; {2 l6 l' G' B: hAnd so I face the final curtain.& p1 G5 k) k* \1 {8 {$ D$ |, f
My friend, I'll say it clear,
! }% ]8 ]# e3 v9 lI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
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I've lived a life that's full.
! C2 h. }) {8 V: o N8 yI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;) [" ^1 H% L" ^) F L7 Q/ A2 G
But more, much more than this,. O Y3 S8 B- M' d1 w r: l
I did it my way.
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" Q z, J/ q2 d1 p4 s, VRegrets, I've had a few;
0 O- [6 ?. |: Z9 z; G- `But then again, too few to mention.5 Y. o/ E/ Z4 ~$ v
I did what I had to do
# b9 y C5 z& M' u/ a$ zAnd saw it through without exemption.; W) d6 Z2 u' a; w' {) `
& c4 x2 ~' c$ d$ U7 H3 E* N E( vI planned each charted course;! c$ v# Y# H- b7 {; h
Each careful step along the byway,
. l. l) W* c% [But more, much more than this,
: X* G, G* e l2 J0 X6 oI did it my way.
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" d y ?. `& `9 Q4 p3 uYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew- r: G# a& h1 Q
When I bit off more than I could chew.
, x- ?# U: z/ r! c9 K8 N# aBut through it all, when there was doubt,7 W% y2 F$ x2 S0 u$ r! a
I ate it up and spit it out.
( q! `# P A* c: q9 ~2 XI faced it all and I stood tall;
, c/ C5 u: G0 ?And did it my way.: S E I5 T" o A# w6 J; z
- W; a x+ b2 w2 J- R. j9 ^I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
! w1 J, P: U& O T3 \( `7 SI've had my fill; my share of losing.
4 C) m' b) G" l& `" A; zAnd now, as tears subside,
* J" t( k$ F rI find it all so amusing.
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To think I did all that;
. F7 S# @7 x9 u9 P$ A) n1 n! JAnd may I say - not in a shy way,5 m! W+ \$ ]9 l1 R- e9 s1 Y u& ~; b0 y
'No, oh no not me,
' l2 a# }0 ~1 X% X9 h8 vI did it my way'.1 n5 W, c* _2 E) _' K
" |; X) N0 G, [For what is a man, what has he got?
0 D V; Z' x- |# @" d' ZIf not himself, then he has naught.
7 v6 E e3 `. N; }: V$ e1 s o9 WTo say the things he truly feels;
- X9 Y2 I( |& X7 y' sAnd not the words of one who kneels.
; ]' a# E6 m; ~5 @ x6 cThe record shows I took the blows -
( e* |8 T$ k% J, J0 s5 jAnd did it my way! |
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