作词 : Dylan Thomas
作曲 : 于辰
编曲：落石
Elegy
Too proud to die;
broken and blind he died
The darkest way,
and did not turn away,
A cold kind man brave
in his narrow pride
A cold kind man
brave
On that darkest day.
Oh,forever may
He lie lightly,at last,
on the last, crossed
Hill,under the grass,
in love,and there grow
Hill,under the grass,
in love