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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑
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0 @1 ^# M" y- L& x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。0 c! {# B- N$ P# ^) r) D
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Funeral Blues
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4 {6 r, R3 D2 XStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, ; z& `) H1 h# L* A+ `! |
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, ( T1 L3 [ s6 U0 t& {
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum % T+ z; @+ d6 d( W
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. O' M2 G. k- r4 q; `) {) s
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
. [8 y' r8 u+ q- oScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
! N1 f$ e( P HPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, + F) L6 X9 n2 a, L
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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He was my North, my South, my East and West, + v" d1 n4 u& J! ~
My working week and my Sunday rest, / }& M- \5 l$ n. X% g- h
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; & A' R2 y, Y: l
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
" Z Y; H9 v& w) D! i0 yPack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
, b, m& V6 | M0 }' c8 jPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; : z# A% I& C5 r' w* |
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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