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