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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 )" F# S+ s! G/ ]1 b8 b
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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! ~' Z0 F8 Y. X+ s0 u6 fAnd now, the end is near;
+ m+ V3 A1 h: ~! u2 SAnd so I face the final curtain.3 N8 f8 ?) `2 R5 c; M5 o4 `
My friend, I'll say it clear,
& b" {0 M- W) h: C+ N3 C# vI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.4 A; k2 [& r5 h' w9 e/ U! H
7 N J' q5 r! t" v+ @' jI've lived a life that's full.
2 m/ u; p0 ?( N8 P/ HI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
2 R- g) M9 M2 m. K* PBut more, much more than this,* C8 _9 w9 J/ x0 K% d' c1 e/ {3 ^
I did it my way.3 e% f; Q, [# _, E8 ?( ]. t. }
6 r& N7 U) @' x& t7 r& yRegrets, I've had a few;' Y. K/ @# j, ~( F& K: i# V
But then again, too few to mention.6 S8 K6 w9 i2 B: Z+ G
I did what I had to do
' D. ~3 G" V6 E8 R4 X6 B$ ~) u3 TAnd saw it through without exemption.
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( J3 b+ @) P3 qI planned each charted course; ^' [- o p0 C9 S9 Z0 T1 l
Each careful step along the byway,/ g! T. {( Z R( y3 H& h6 H
But more, much more than this,% z* W9 K# G- E4 S
I did it my way.
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Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
2 g' }5 W# g L: P8 q: ~; p7 L6 EWhen I bit off more than I could chew., N: P- u- a0 X+ ?$ O, H
But through it all, when there was doubt,
, r6 ?. P" M* ZI ate it up and spit it out.+ n+ ~1 m( ]! z3 y8 W$ g3 Y- J
I faced it all and I stood tall;' G: w( S# r% B/ g7 ?: A% X
And did it my way.5 }: R, \9 q6 e- p) m
, J/ X: F7 X- ?$ _2 Q( Q9 N/ g3 xI've loved, I've laughed and cried.
" Y& Z/ k8 ?! m0 `2 O5 [: {I've had my fill; my share of losing.
7 F( D; D; Y( _7 [+ kAnd now, as tears subside,
$ ~* ?5 H! A" j& oI find it all so amusing.: p( A; _7 _! `8 j$ A" w) O
+ `( v5 l+ |: N4 h) G0 ]# l. sTo think I did all that;1 E0 O" q. m/ B1 @! I
And may I say - not in a shy way,# Z4 c) r* e' M n
'No, oh no not me,: _8 @) I$ N* w
I did it my way'.0 f1 d. Q# I* j) u: S3 T
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For what is a man, what has he got?
+ `0 i# @, f3 w# }If not himself, then he has naught.. \2 L% d' ~4 v' G
To say the things he truly feels;
# I3 K" K1 D, y" }And not the words of one who kneels.
& t \5 j2 W4 vThe record shows I took the blows -
8 u! d# R. @9 T; O, k( sAnd did it my way! |
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