| Song | Harper Road - normal |
| Artist | Sun Kil Moon |
| Album | April |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kozelek | |
| Blackberries ripe on the branches | |
| Her skin is burning, she bends to pick them | |
| Bake a delicious pie | |
| For our aching stomachs, we delight | |
| Sorrow came in floods this April | |
| With out reason, humble warning | |
| We're now in May, June and July | |
| Don't leave, my love, don't leave my side | |
| Bring heaven moonlight glows | |
| My love does for you | |
| In dreams of Harper Road | |
| I'll always find you stretched out like an orange tabby | |
| And on the porch with ferns surrounding her | |
| And there in breaths she'll take not often | |
| There her heart troubles suddenly soften | |
| Wild oak spare the deadliest drought | |
| Like a mother's will it snuffs out | |
| And any flame comes around it breathes in | |
| And she'll endure the driest season | |
| My blood runs through my only daughter | |
| Her eyes are mine, so wide with wonder | |
| Be my voice, my light, my power | |
| Be with me in my leaving hour | |
| Brighter the moonlight glows | |
| My love does for you | |
| In dreams of Harper Road | |
| I'll always find you |
| zuo qu : Kozelek | |
| Blackberries ripe on the branches | |
| Her skin is burning, she bends to pick them | |
| Bake a delicious pie | |
| For our aching stomachs, we delight | |
| Sorrow came in floods this April | |
| With out reason, humble warning | |
| We' re now in May, June and July | |
| Don' t leave, my love, don' t leave my side | |
| Bring heaven moonlight glows | |
| My love does for you | |
| In dreams of Harper Road | |
| I' ll always find you stretched out like an orange tabby | |
| And on the porch with ferns surrounding her | |
| And there in breaths she' ll take not often | |
| There her heart troubles suddenly soften | |
| Wild oak spare the deadliest drought | |
| Like a mother' s will it snuffs out | |
| And any flame comes around it breathes in | |
| And she' ll endure the driest season | |
| My blood runs through my only daughter | |
| Her eyes are mine, so wide with wonder | |
| Be my voice, my light, my power | |
| Be with me in my leaving hour | |
| Brighter the moonlight glows | |
| My love does for you | |
| In dreams of Harper Road | |
| I' ll always find you |
| zuò qǔ : Kozelek | |
| Blackberries ripe on the branches | |
| Her skin is burning, she bends to pick them | |
| Bake a delicious pie | |
| For our aching stomachs, we delight | |
| Sorrow came in floods this April | |
| With out reason, humble warning | |
| We' re now in May, June and July | |
| Don' t leave, my love, don' t leave my side | |
| Bring heaven moonlight glows | |
| My love does for you | |
| In dreams of Harper Road | |
| I' ll always find you stretched out like an orange tabby | |
| And on the porch with ferns surrounding her | |
| And there in breaths she' ll take not often | |
| There her heart troubles suddenly soften | |
| Wild oak spare the deadliest drought | |
| Like a mother' s will it snuffs out | |
| And any flame comes around it breathes in | |
| And she' ll endure the driest season | |
| My blood runs through my only daughter | |
| Her eyes are mine, so wide with wonder | |
| Be my voice, my light, my power | |
| Be with me in my leaving hour | |
| Brighter the moonlight glows | |
| My love does for you | |
| In dreams of Harper Road | |
| I' ll always find you |