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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 9 T9 @' v5 K2 E& o6 B# j
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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。 s G( n& v5 e7 B9 l
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Funeral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
6 W' r8 q( ^0 |* f% nPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, ; [+ h4 F3 v v% N- Q5 p, _- Z
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum $ Y @: z% P. x! _
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 7 Q. @# O8 V i' ~
, Q) g: F, h! j6 K% c X- JLet aeroplanes circle moaning overhead : ?) C" X q3 O" s! T' R9 N( |
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
\6 n+ \& m$ D" k8 r5 G) HPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
, v, f8 V* A4 `2 d. N& k: U0 V0 m5 lLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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He was my North, my South, my East and West,
" t# l3 X- N ]0 v) @ h7 FMy working week and my Sunday rest,
0 d( _& D: d+ i/ DMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
6 h. \+ [# H! v' \I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. ( X0 O* q: C/ D) ?# K3 R
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 8 X. k* t* a8 I
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, / z- d4 b' `) b; J
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
; z1 l5 \4 p$ ?2 nFor nothing now can ever come to any good. 0 H# U) N; m2 ?' C! s
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