乌鸦停留在枯木枝上
                                                                       嘶哑地叫唤
                                                                       像是传递某种神秘的信号
                                                                       也像是在歌唱
                                                                       仿佛人死不能复生
                                                                       才是它们的欢畅
                                                                       这是在一个老人的葬礼上
                                                                       有一个人
                                                                       歇斯底里地在哭丧
                                                                       悲得那么疯狂
                                                                       
                                                                       戏幕就这样
                                                                       徐徐地开张
                                                                       旁边的人啊
                                                                       暗笑着他的夸张
                                                                       这里的人，谁都知道
                                                                       他平时的境况
                                                                       对于老人
                                                                       生前的悲凉
                                                                       他从不表示一点实际的关心
                                                                       
                                                                       青山长，夕阳残
                                                                       炮声起，纸钱灰落
                                                                       这戏幕般的葬礼
                                                                       多么令人惆怅！