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% l/ e; r9 x* d( k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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0 u1 V4 j' e. N7 CStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, ( w6 v: H& c5 w
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
S6 p& ?+ y3 Q3 S/ [Silence the pianos and with muffled drum , |2 x9 a# M! ]3 S5 z8 P( a. `
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. : c/ Z5 ]! {( u- Q: V7 a
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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
* l8 x% e2 `5 m& a' J! K0 vScribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. / y# l4 D" A) U9 m
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, 3 t; i. ~: x( N$ P" A f- T* H: C
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. 7 I, ^- F! c' a2 _) a1 z1 S! D
5 w' N5 T. T0 `; @1 f; S: bHe was my North, my South, my East and West,
0 R/ Z1 x5 F# b m" s6 G# s+ uMy working week and my Sunday rest, 7 l7 i. P7 h! ?
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
, c3 E; X9 N+ @, yI thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, + {+ I. N& n8 e: `+ V1 O
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, ; i+ k5 p/ Y% c9 k Y6 I
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
! I! P C# A! m" y7 oFor nothing now can ever come to any good.
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