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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 0 |2 Y4 r3 f( W+ A* X6 F; u
! I6 H6 {2 u* B; d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 - D, Y% X- `- \" A# z
. V8 O& @9 A2 z2 D; ~! hStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, ' V# E! m9 U3 a
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, # a* ~( g; X' |6 ^9 j1 o+ [" E
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum ( k' Q V% D( }# X' U* q
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 8 ~; C# ~4 n' t9 z0 \
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead . b! |/ o; a; N# m' `. |4 j
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
4 B4 W0 g, X; i) a$ @" d* u7 ?( X; tPut crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
( @% {; R3 l* M- o8 D4 XLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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* U6 E1 a+ Y- Y) `He was my North, my South, my East and West, 8 @) K$ v4 D8 d( Q0 O* b5 I2 p( P
My working week and my Sunday rest, 1 c2 S7 K" j' V! I
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; 8 @, u& _" G) ^
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. % ?/ q# J1 e+ E4 b
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
- ~/ K( _" y, d) {Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, , q. A$ D+ V7 i3 w* C. |
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
3 }. |0 \% r! F; a/ F6 JFor nothing now can ever come to any good. $ W% g9 B+ G' u8 k0 F: H" G. U# i
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