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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. C9 K! k3 Q
Written: paul Anka/Claude Francois Ravaux/Gilles Thibault
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5 q8 y: u' d! |" U1 G! u4 uAnd now, the end is near;1 p' O7 \* e) r$ h: _# c$ K) h) e
And so I face the final curtain.
# ~8 m5 M5 n$ s5 w3 o4 L, oMy friend, I'll say it clear,2 k" F2 G$ B% ]
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. e, P8 [( o* v+ j1 v7 @
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I've lived a life that's full.
5 v$ o: _0 g+ v. p# jI've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
5 G6 J7 C2 Y9 _+ qBut more, much more than this,
5 n3 f1 m( @) L* ^/ hI did it my way.& }% d0 P8 s5 R# a* o" c! @
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Regrets, I've had a few;. J; _5 s7 V5 Z
But then again, too few to mention.
8 D f+ S1 f+ s8 s7 ^' FI did what I had to do# u( b6 s, Q( K$ G/ Y+ {2 C
And saw it through without exemption.
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I planned each charted course;% g! a; R- G7 f* I/ ^/ X) ?2 [1 l; u
Each careful step along the byway,
6 R* j" ^, [0 s% c9 j- PBut more, much more than this,
7 I Q# X8 _# Q5 ?+ O; KI did it my way.
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( h& X8 F! U7 T1 H+ a+ UYes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
9 Q* B8 N6 b) dWhen I bit off more than I could chew.
7 C- r: h6 r# }But through it all, when there was doubt,
; i+ R' i8 z! x! h b5 o& FI ate it up and spit it out.) g3 m2 w R. U" y6 G4 G* f( B
I faced it all and I stood tall;
4 }/ [# F9 U& Z$ YAnd did it my way.
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I've loved, I've laughed and cried.8 _+ ?6 a. |2 J8 Q2 u: p7 D
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
/ `" a' } \$ _' n/ kAnd now, as tears subside,
0 Q* M2 v. D2 `1 e: w6 I6 `; ?I find it all so amusing.
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( l9 }( E% y0 _4 A" aTo think I did all that;
( a! A5 r6 I. G/ U: IAnd may I say - not in a shy way,2 z4 w$ E# s7 I) U+ E
'No, oh no not me,
0 R% K5 X. M7 X4 eI did it my way'.
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" K9 L- S9 L0 X8 E* N+ S3 aFor what is a man, what has he got?9 `! I! X# E0 X! R" v& B- a$ i3 x! d
If not himself, then he has naught.
1 d. N' y z" T4 q: UTo say the things he truly feels;
0 h7 E, i3 G! F9 F3 \And not the words of one who kneels.
- ]4 W' O4 y4 Y8 iThe record shows I took the blows -
1 l' z1 c6 V; K7 xAnd did it my way! |
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