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本帖最后由 三思 于 2010-4-17 21:40 编辑 ( [4 A9 u# J$ `. l! b
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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。
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Funeral Blues
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, & h& b4 u4 [$ e3 `$ `& O" e* L
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
6 s; c3 s; {' O1 R& f5 ASilence the pianos and with muffled drum # N4 B' H1 B: D' Q
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
8 P9 `- e8 H* ~0 ?Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. 6 C% [3 T. g- u& p% E! h2 O6 F7 f; R% {
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, 8 u5 @2 _( u/ S. U' {
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
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He was my North, my South, my East and West,
2 Z; X1 ]& w2 g2 H; `- N6 p; q2 `My working week and my Sunday rest,
8 ]" ^" C' l1 c+ s# L4 YMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; 8 {3 d( p/ R L# z' e
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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; ^* l& m1 Y) IThe stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 6 G8 `) t4 F6 T$ |% D# F$ }
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, ; H1 v; {( Y' ? z. u8 |
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; $ v; }+ v; O8 u7 Q& H
For nothing now can ever come to any good. 8 A0 ]3 S0 v d- E1 I- x( a
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