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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 6 U g5 V3 ^. S& m; M$ B! \' @7 n
( x" _; W+ W0 j- j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 Q6 i9 [/ a9 f) S" V
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* J, T. ^0 w% c, A: ^5 {Funeral Blues 8 {; `5 j3 ?7 r6 F8 X0 R$ m
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, & ^5 o9 ? i5 t2 s/ [% S/ X& R; j% E
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, ( Z8 Y! L/ q e& J+ \! m# _2 s
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum 6 g4 X0 O0 K! R3 u" V1 k
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. - r, J6 m2 t% d6 t$ J# q
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead $ v1 V. e5 M% Z* d i% H
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. # z4 F, f# s6 G' r
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, " \& A. H) f; a
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. ; B3 b' ?2 J! ]' ]0 a
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He was my North, my South, my East and West,
6 C, }: w- ?3 j0 z- }/ m, wMy working week and my Sunday rest, 3 s- z( X! W( _; ~& Y9 g
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; 9 w/ p3 Z3 l. W* G; T
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. 9 R: i! t8 D, X0 c. O3 |
S' r7 \: F: w) C; vThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 7 d& u$ I% R! q5 U5 ?0 a! v
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
; F e: E# I- I# dPour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; ! C$ Z& {2 g" N% n
For nothing now can ever come to any good. $ \# r3 x: X5 j1 H
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