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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 ) e2 D* V7 Z# d9 F/ M, T
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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( U# T% w1 y8 P2 m( `. ~1 A# |And now, the end is near;
# {& Z+ G; g& R8 b. t% fAnd so I face the final curtain.* R2 f: L# e8 m- o- x5 E3 y
My friend, I'll say it clear,
0 _7 Y0 A+ g# v7 T) Z: c7 x( TI'll state my case, of which I'm certain.% }; ]- M* P0 l3 t6 O, i% E' n
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I've lived a life that's full.( v! ^$ u7 M$ o
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
0 {: @+ w4 L; I5 A0 a$ L: JBut more, much more than this,
: S8 V( j1 C) k: r F2 Q5 {8 U) x; ]I did it my way.# d' h2 N3 L2 W# e) c5 u& O) S2 S
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Regrets, I've had a few;4 G q1 Z2 C; r( c. \( Q
But then again, too few to mention.* d, C. I" L% Y- [
I did what I had to do) {) P2 G" U1 w* x
And saw it through without exemption.
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9 w* M9 g ?( d& n* UI planned each charted course;
7 |/ q9 S% \8 D5 I) s8 UEach careful step along the byway,
! @/ P- W0 e" q8 T- y7 LBut more, much more than this,3 r6 U& }5 n3 I+ ?7 G
I did it my way.& d# k: z9 i5 e6 {1 t9 w1 C) l
# s6 j5 L" w1 m1 m( P5 ]/ |Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew$ j. f1 J1 @! o: F. n/ ^8 B# ^
When I bit off more than I could chew.
1 d) V/ o; x7 ]( x$ J4 |( XBut through it all, when there was doubt,
2 W% X1 T2 ]3 K6 RI ate it up and spit it out.
2 @ N- L% O$ A+ W/ \5 z% ]/ ZI faced it all and I stood tall;% U; @5 D6 H2 j. `
And did it my way." b9 T0 e$ a/ E, i$ `+ w
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
_" z: M) j+ ?; y! o V6 D0 ?I've had my fill; my share of losing.# a5 u( g4 o9 I6 A, f
And now, as tears subside,
7 v$ U2 s6 u: p& p7 F6 @, l6 WI find it all so amusing.+ f" b; _! R( d5 n; b9 ^
5 U2 S0 g+ t- U/ ~To think I did all that;# M+ ~* Y+ q; I; ]3 u" ~5 s7 v
And may I say - not in a shy way,. t d; M' l L. p. U; h
'No, oh no not me,( d8 r8 }1 O0 i0 U* o
I did it my way'.
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. _' D" n0 n1 u$ q# {1 J" qFor what is a man, what has he got?
# m9 v- S7 a8 D5 v0 Z9 wIf not himself, then he has naught.
W a [/ @' g5 D8 J, g/ P' rTo say the things he truly feels;
0 ]4 y) R) _. `5 wAnd not the words of one who kneels.. \ t" P4 L4 i3 }& G* h
The record shows I took the blows -* J& s9 }; @+ v q
And did it my way! |
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