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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 # i. h- {: L* `- k, f: I3 l
1 C, l9 b2 O( e. @" e; q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。
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Funeral Blues 0 P2 a5 b+ g# a' z. ]( g
; u9 x8 t+ x1 u* L+ f; z. |8 bStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, ( m$ v$ x8 I8 |
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, ( \1 T) Z: }. {4 X- F0 h1 I; X
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum ' d* ]+ O- `& i c* ]2 I" c/ y
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. & \$ o. K0 h* \4 T" M% M7 C9 z
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
" o" A" V0 O. [5 AScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. + A; q3 d9 x3 n5 r
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, 5 v/ z, w7 G) M9 z/ }
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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. {5 W* I' y5 D9 a2 M8 d5 d! EHe was my North, my South, my East and West, ' O6 e& f6 T9 `9 L7 ]
My working week and my Sunday rest, % b9 S& C. _' `0 }/ D7 G6 `
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; 4 i" B$ }8 G8 z3 c
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. " z, o. g% N* G* s% y* _
) G$ X- K% i' J. d7 DThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
# r* [1 K' z+ @2 e6 BPack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
2 v/ X; A0 Y, yPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
* U* w/ F8 Q V: G! a9 \+ j0 ~For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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