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名人诗歌|英文诗歌-My last will 我的遗嘱

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my will is easy to decide, 我的遗嘱容易确定

For there is nothing to pide. 由于我并无财产分给所爱

My kin1 don't need to fuss and moan 亲人不必抱怨,悲哀

Moss does not cling to rolling stone. 滚石不生苔,我也不聚财

My body? Oh, if I could choose, 遗体如何解决?哦,假如还有商量

To ashes I'd let it reduce, 我愿它化为一撮灰烬

And let the merry breeze blow 让欢快的柔风把它轻扬

My dust to where some flowers grow. 吹到鲜花盛开的地方

Perhaps some fading flowers then 或许有的正在凋谢的花儿

Would come to life and bloom again. 会因此复活,重新怒放

This is my last and final will, 这便是我最后的遗愿

Good luck to all of you! 祝你们所有些人幸福安康!


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