Dulce Et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen. Beethoven - Symphony No.7 - 2nd Movement (excerpt). - Ben Whishaw

歌手：Ben Whishaw · 专辑：Words For You · 发行：2023-12-22
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歌曲名：Dulce Et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen. Beethoven - Symphony No.7 - 2nd Movement (excerpt).
歌手：Ben Whishaw
所属专辑：Words For You
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发行时间：2023-12-22
大小：2.33 MB
时长：02:33秒
比特率：129K
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Dulce Et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen. Beethoven - Symphony No.7 - 2nd Movement (excerpt). - Ben Whishaw文本歌词
Bent double， like old beggars under sacks，
Knock-kneed， coughing like hags， we cursed through sludge，
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep.
Many had lost their boots.
But limped on， blood-shod.
All went lame； all blind；
Drunk with fatigue； deaf even to the hoots
of disappointed shells that dropped behind.
Gas！ Gas！ Quick， boys！ - An ecstasy of fumbling，
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time；
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime ……
Dim， through the misty panes and thick green light，
As under a green sea， I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams， before my helpless sight，
He plunges at me， guttering， choking， drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in，
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face，
His hanging face， like a devil's sick of sin；
If you could hear， at every jolt， the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs，
Obscene as cancer， bitter as the cud of vile，
Incurable sores on innocent tongues，
My friend， you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory，
The old Lie： Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
编辑于2023/12/22更新
Dulce Et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen. Beethoven - Symphony No.7 - 2nd Movement (excerpt). - Ben WhishawLRC歌词
[00:17.62]Bent double， like old beggars under sacks，
[00:21.26]Knock-kneed， coughing like hags， we cursed through sludge，
[00:26.75]Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
[00:30.82]And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
[00:35.75]Men marched asleep.
[00:39.27]Many had lost their boots.
[00:40.44]But limped on， blood-shod.
[00:44.57]All went lame； all blind；
[00:48.08]Drunk with fatigue； deaf even to the hoots
[00:51.68]of disappointed shells that dropped behind.
[00:55.71]Gas！ Gas！ Quick， boys！ - An ecstasy of fumbling，
[01:00.28]Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time；
[01:03.18]But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
[01:05.52]And floundering like a man in fire or lime ……
[01:08.90]Dim， through the misty panes and thick green light，
[01:12.11]As under a green sea， I saw him drowning.
[01:18.35]In all my dreams， before my helpless sight，
[01:22.40]He plunges at me， guttering， choking， drowning.
[01:31.34]If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
[01:34.44]Behind the wagon that we flung him in，
[01:37.11]And watch the white eyes writhing in his face，
[01:40.24]His hanging face， like a devil's sick of sin；
[01:44.71]If you could hear， at every jolt， the blood
[01:48.16]Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs，
[01:51.63]Obscene as cancer， bitter as the cud of vile，
[01:55.24]Incurable sores on innocent tongues，
[01:58.56]My friend， you would not tell with such high zest
[02:02.92]To children ardent for some desperate glory，
[02:07.76]The old Lie： Dulce et decorum est
[02:12.25]Pro patria mori.
[02:17.48]
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