Funeral blues Lyrics

[00:00.00]	作曲 : 黄勃
[00:01.00]	作词 : W.H.Auden
[00:06.47]	Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
[00:12.49]	Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
[00:18.80]	Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
[00:24.67]	Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
[00:31.82]	Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
[00:38.06]	Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
[00:44.83]	Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
[00:51.01]	Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
[00:58.06]	He was my North, my South, my East and West,
[01:06.07]	My working week and my Sunday rest,
[01:12.71]	My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
[01:19.76]	I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
[01:33.26]	The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
[01:39.67]	Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
[01:45.46]	Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
[01:52.58]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[02:00.99]	He was my North, my South, my East and West,
[02:09.39]	My working week and my Sunday rest,
[02:15.83]	My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
[02:22.83]	I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
[02:34.28]	The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
[02:40.99]	Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
[02:47.38]	Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
[02:53.97]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[03:00.27]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[03:06.78]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.

[00:00.00]	zuo qu : huang bo
[00:01.00]	zuo ci : W. H. Auden
[00:06.47]	Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
[00:12.49]	Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
[00:18.80]	Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
[00:24.67]	Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
[00:31.82]	Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
[00:38.06]	Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
[00:44.83]	Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
[00:51.01]	Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
[00:58.06]	He was my North, my South, my East and West,
[01:06.07]	My working week and my Sunday rest,
[01:12.71]	My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
[01:19.76]	I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
[01:33.26]	The stars are not wanted now put out every one,
[01:39.67]	Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
[01:45.46]	Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
[01:52.58]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[02:00.99]	He was my North, my South, my East and West,
[02:09.39]	My working week and my Sunday rest,
[02:15.83]	My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
[02:22.83]	I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
[02:34.28]	The stars are not wanted now put out every one,
[02:40.99]	Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
[02:47.38]	Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
[02:53.97]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[03:00.27]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[03:06.78]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.

[00:00.00]	zuò qǔ : huáng bó
[00:01.00]	zuò cí : W. H. Auden
[00:06.47]	Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
[00:12.49]	Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
[00:18.80]	Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
[00:24.67]	Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
[00:31.82]	Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
[00:38.06]	Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
[00:44.83]	Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
[00:51.01]	Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
[00:58.06]	He was my North, my South, my East and West,
[01:06.07]	My working week and my Sunday rest,
[01:12.71]	My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
[01:19.76]	I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
[01:33.26]	The stars are not wanted now put out every one,
[01:39.67]	Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
[01:45.46]	Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
[01:52.58]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[02:00.99]	He was my North, my South, my East and West,
[02:09.39]	My working week and my Sunday rest,
[02:15.83]	My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
[02:22.83]	I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
[02:34.28]	The stars are not wanted now put out every one,
[02:40.99]	Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
[02:47.38]	Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
[02:53.97]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[03:00.27]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.
[03:06.78]	For nothing now can ever come to any good.

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