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7 u: R2 R: }9 U7 M! r- L/ M我很喜欢这段朗诵了,但是自己学不来。朗诵和唱歌一样,不是会说话就行的。2 d+ |6 C' `5 K- Z: B5 U
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Funeral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
; C, y3 l2 r8 I/ s( _. v' yPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
6 U' w+ o' g% T8 Y) XSilence the pianos and with muffled drum
- p, k+ }% B6 O9 t' h( k2 E8 n* rBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
/ I8 C0 B8 C7 K9 g2 e# S! PScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
+ U- y; c8 M" F2 T7 L6 A) ^Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, ( e. Z5 P e6 Y0 Q
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. 5 O6 Q3 i" q- {' Y3 O3 A0 }
8 |& N' r$ Z2 C1 t* e, G2 }He was my North, my South, my East and West, ; T. I0 z3 g" {6 s' G# b' m4 G+ [
My working week and my Sunday rest, ' B! _; J& a% Q0 }
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
! C6 r/ K5 c; n8 x: B9 f ?I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 2 L, b0 A2 L2 S' c5 |, \
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, / J; ~2 H! S( C6 _. b* T
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
. U; c2 A4 i* B6 }For nothing now can ever come to any good. : i% e# M- z F* y0 Z
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