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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 )
: i' @* C# }$ }* M! x6 ZWritten: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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And now, the end is near;
% P) o6 z% a, r R: P% t* TAnd so I face the final curtain.
3 |7 ]2 T" S4 l0 ^3 N8 pMy friend, I'll say it clear,# p2 e: Q+ d: q* n
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.1 d. E: W" V4 G8 V6 n
* B5 g/ N3 P3 B8 S9 tI've lived a life that's full.
7 w6 x0 s r/ A/ J" yI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;; k& ?) e% E d$ f7 ~1 x- @3 j
But more, much more than this,
( v8 w5 b+ g/ I. OI did it my way. [( S. q1 J6 R' p% e; x( k
2 ]* w8 E) Y, w8 }! w0 ]( ARegrets, I've had a few;. ]3 _7 w% y" O& D
But then again, too few to mention.7 E0 R9 q4 x5 r" H* }- j
I did what I had to do6 J2 `( b2 w9 _, g
And saw it through without exemption.
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. z0 U, d3 R& L3 J7 \5 bI planned each charted course;1 O, ]) v+ j( ^ c' A: W
Each careful step along the byway,- D, F$ n }; m! n
But more, much more than this,& p9 A# C. N# S) h5 W% S( {; Z
I did it my way.) |: k9 {( J' k; F4 ]* k% a
: y" K( u/ m' c) l0 sYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
2 l1 q' S5 ?0 B, i9 f PWhen I bit off more than I could chew.8 L5 o6 ^5 b$ n' X' ?
But through it all, when there was doubt,
, }; {/ Z7 w Y6 Z* M6 K& T# UI ate it up and spit it out.( }$ j1 ~5 p: m: H
I faced it all and I stood tall;
' w; A' Q: D5 l5 f: }# hAnd did it my way.2 E8 K& H, D- V' [, S4 T( Y- W2 ?
& U8 j" f0 Q* F% x0 ?6 YI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
" w: `! D6 F K4 T& i) f7 g! ZI've had my fill; my share of losing.
3 o' [! Z1 C) EAnd now, as tears subside, {) R6 y; j* [) Y/ `
I find it all so amusing.6 x' S1 g4 ^4 }# k: Y! {
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To think I did all that;/ U7 J, v4 @5 H
And may I say - not in a shy way,6 X8 n: \* j% h) b | |
'No, oh no not me,) E) _, F: C& q# n1 Q' P
I did it my way'.9 q5 o/ P: L( V8 W. m
( u/ K% c; z- e. WFor what is a man, what has he got?
& y* {( d8 e- P& i( e, M* kIf not himself, then he has naught.
2 [3 P5 D- t& U i1 {( GTo say the things he truly feels;' v! I% m% z W8 ^: D
And not the words of one who kneels.
0 O4 A+ |/ X7 c3 c# F; f8 @The record shows I took the blows -3 `) P( ^! H' Z2 i2 l" F$ ?
And did it my way! |
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