(poésie)Funeral blues/葬礼哀歌

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Funeral Blues

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❤️ Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.


葬礼哀歌

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❤️停掉时钟,
拔掉电话,
勿让狗儿见骨而吠。
别弹钢琴,将鼓系起,
抬出棺材,让人悼念。

让天上的飞机也发出哀鸣,
在苍空中留下讯息--他走了。
给白鸽颈间系上丧纱,
给交通警察换上黑手套。

他是我的北、南、东、西,
是我的工作日,我的星期天,
我的中午,我的午夜,
我的话语,我的歌,
我总以为爱能不朽,
但我错了。

如今星辰已不需要,
让它们熄灭了吧,
收起月亮,
拆除太阳,
漏尽海洋,
拔光树林,
因为世间美好不再.


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