Transcription of Organ Music Lyrics

Song	Transcription of Organ Music
Artist	Allen Ginsberg
Album	Howl and Other Poems
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[00:00.000]	作曲 : Ginsberg
[00:00.000]	Transcription of Organ Music
[00:05.092]	The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the light,
[00:12.308]	The closet door opened, because I used it before,
[00:16.218]	it kindly stayed open waiting for me, its owner.
[00:23.430]	I began to feel my misery in pallet on floor, listening to music,
[00:27.536]	my misery, that's why I want to sing.
[00:31.198]	The room closed down on me, I expected the presence of the Creator,
[00:36.317]	I saw my gray painted walls and ceiling, they contained my room,
[00:41.411]	they contained me as the sky contained my garden,
[00:45.968]	I opened my door
[00:48.493]	The rambler vine climbed up the cottage post,
[00:51.778]	the leaves in the night still where the day had placed them,
[00:54.908]	the animal heads of the flowers where they had arisen to think at the sun
[00:59.661]	Can I bring back the words?
[01:03.818]	Will thought of transcription haze my mental open eye?
[01:08.192]	The kindly search for growth, the gracious desire to exist of the flowers,
[01:14.731]	my near ecstasy at existing among them
[01:18.071]	The privilege to witness my existence-you too must seek the sun...
[01:24.359]	My books piled up before me for my use
[01:27.536]	waiting in space where I placed them,
[01:30.497]	they haven't disappeared,
[01:32.202]	time's left its remnants and qualities for me to use--my words piled up,
[01:37.092]	my texts, my manuscripts, my loves.
[01:40.853]	I had a moment of clarity,
[01:43.140]	saw the feeling in the heart of things,
[01:45.532]	walked out to the garden crying.
[01:48.403]	Saw the red blossoms in the night light, sun's gone,
[01:52.289]	they had all grown, in a moment,
[01:54.513]	and were waiting stopped in time for the day sun to come and give them...
[02:00.770]	Flowers which as in a dream at sunset I watered faithfully not knowing how much I loved them.
[02:09.611]	I am so lonely in my glory--except they too out there--
[02:14.383]	I looked up--those red bush blossoms beckoning and peering in the window waiting in the blind love,
[02:21.093]	their leaves too have hope and are upturned top flat to the sky to receive--
[02:26.360]	all creation open to receive--the flat earth itself.
[02:31.839]	The music descends, as does the tall bending stalk of the heavy blossom,
[02:36.929]	because it has to, to stay alive, to continue to the last drop of joy.
[02:41.738]	The world knows the love that's in its breast as in the flower, the suffering lonely world.
[02:47.735]	The Father is merciful.
[02:50.541]	The light socket is crudely attached to the ceiling, after the house was built,
[02:55.138]	to receive a plug which sticks in it alright, and serves my phonograph now...
[03:01.494]	The closet door is open for me, where I left it, since I left it open, it has graciously stayed open.
[03:08.549]	The kitchen has no door, the hole there will admit me should I wish to enter the kitchen.
[03:14.164]	I remember when I first got laid,
[03:16.350]	H.P. graciously took my cherry,
[03:19.698]	I sat on the docks of Provincetown, age 23, joyful, elevated in hope with the Father,
[03:26.196]	the door to the womb was open to admit me if I wished to enter.
[03:31.133]	There are unused electricity plugs all over my house if I ever need them.
[03:35.518]	The kitchen window is open, to admit air...
[03:38.595]	The telephone--sad to relate--sits on the floor--
[03:42.039]	I haven't the money to get it connected--
[03:45.262]	I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry,
[03:50.302]	he has seen the presence of the Creator
[03:52.972]	And the Creator gave me a shot of his presence to gratify my wish,
[03:58.060]	so as not to cheat me of my yearning for him.

[00:00.000]	zuo qu : Ginsberg
[00:00.000]	Transcription of Organ Music
[00:05.092]	The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the light,
[00:12.308]	The closet door opened, because I used it before,
[00:16.218]	it kindly stayed open waiting for me, its owner.
[00:23.430]	I began to feel my misery in pallet on floor, listening to music,
[00:27.536]	my misery, that' s why I want to sing.
[00:31.198]	The room closed down on me, I expected the presence of the Creator,
[00:36.317]	I saw my gray painted walls and ceiling, they contained my room,
[00:41.411]	they contained me as the sky contained my garden,
[00:45.968]	I opened my door
[00:48.493]	The rambler vine climbed up the cottage post,
[00:51.778]	the leaves in the night still where the day had placed them,
[00:54.908]	the animal heads of the flowers where they had arisen to think at the sun
[00:59.661]	Can I bring back the words?
[01:03.818]	Will thought of transcription haze my mental open eye?
[01:08.192]	The kindly search for growth, the gracious desire to exist of the flowers,
[01:14.731]	my near ecstasy at existing among them
[01:18.071]	The privilege to witness my existenceyou too must seek the sun...
[01:24.359]	My books piled up before me for my use
[01:27.536]	waiting in space where I placed them,
[01:30.497]	they haven' t disappeared,
[01:32.202]	time' s left its remnants and qualities for me to usemy words piled up,
[01:37.092]	my texts, my manuscripts, my loves.
[01:40.853]	I had a moment of clarity,
[01:43.140]	saw the feeling in the heart of things,
[01:45.532]	walked out to the garden crying.
[01:48.403]	Saw the red blossoms in the night light, sun' s gone,
[01:52.289]	they had all grown, in a moment,
[01:54.513]	and were waiting stopped in time for the day sun to come and give them...
[02:00.770]	Flowers which as in a dream at sunset I watered faithfully not knowing how much I loved them.
[02:09.611]	I am so lonely in my gloryexcept they too out there
[02:14.383]	I looked upthose red bush blossoms beckoning and peering in the window waiting in the blind love,
[02:21.093]	their leaves too have hope and are upturned top flat to the sky to receive
[02:26.360]	all creation open to receivethe flat earth itself.
[02:31.839]	The music descends, as does the tall bending stalk of the heavy blossom,
[02:36.929]	because it has to, to stay alive, to continue to the last drop of joy.
[02:41.738]	The world knows the love that' s in its breast as in the flower, the suffering lonely world.
[02:47.735]	The Father is merciful.
[02:50.541]	The light socket is crudely attached to the ceiling, after the house was built,
[02:55.138]	to receive a plug which sticks in it alright, and serves my phonograph now...
[03:01.494]	The closet door is open for me, where I left it, since I left it open, it has graciously stayed open.
[03:08.549]	The kitchen has no door, the hole there will admit me should I wish to enter the kitchen.
[03:14.164]	I remember when I first got laid,
[03:16.350]	H. P. graciously took my cherry,
[03:19.698]	I sat on the docks of Provincetown, age 23, joyful, elevated in hope with the Father,
[03:26.196]	the door to the womb was open to admit me if I wished to enter.
[03:31.133]	There are unused electricity plugs all over my house if I ever need them.
[03:35.518]	The kitchen window is open, to admit air...
[03:38.595]	The telephonesad to relatesits on the floor
[03:42.039]	I haven' t the money to get it connected
[03:45.262]	I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry,
[03:50.302]	he has seen the presence of the Creator
[03:52.972]	And the Creator gave me a shot of his presence to gratify my wish,
[03:58.060]	so as not to cheat me of my yearning for him.

[00:00.000]	zuò qǔ : Ginsberg
[00:00.000]	Transcription of Organ Music
[00:05.092]	The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the light,
[00:12.308]	The closet door opened, because I used it before,
[00:16.218]	it kindly stayed open waiting for me, its owner.
[00:23.430]	I began to feel my misery in pallet on floor, listening to music,
[00:27.536]	my misery, that' s why I want to sing.
[00:31.198]	The room closed down on me, I expected the presence of the Creator,
[00:36.317]	I saw my gray painted walls and ceiling, they contained my room,
[00:41.411]	they contained me as the sky contained my garden,
[00:45.968]	I opened my door
[00:48.493]	The rambler vine climbed up the cottage post,
[00:51.778]	the leaves in the night still where the day had placed them,
[00:54.908]	the animal heads of the flowers where they had arisen to think at the sun
[00:59.661]	Can I bring back the words?
[01:03.818]	Will thought of transcription haze my mental open eye?
[01:08.192]	The kindly search for growth, the gracious desire to exist of the flowers,
[01:14.731]	my near ecstasy at existing among them
[01:18.071]	The privilege to witness my existenceyou too must seek the sun...
[01:24.359]	My books piled up before me for my use
[01:27.536]	waiting in space where I placed them,
[01:30.497]	they haven' t disappeared,
[01:32.202]	time' s left its remnants and qualities for me to usemy words piled up,
[01:37.092]	my texts, my manuscripts, my loves.
[01:40.853]	I had a moment of clarity,
[01:43.140]	saw the feeling in the heart of things,
[01:45.532]	walked out to the garden crying.
[01:48.403]	Saw the red blossoms in the night light, sun' s gone,
[01:52.289]	they had all grown, in a moment,
[01:54.513]	and were waiting stopped in time for the day sun to come and give them...
[02:00.770]	Flowers which as in a dream at sunset I watered faithfully not knowing how much I loved them.
[02:09.611]	I am so lonely in my gloryexcept they too out there
[02:14.383]	I looked upthose red bush blossoms beckoning and peering in the window waiting in the blind love,
[02:21.093]	their leaves too have hope and are upturned top flat to the sky to receive
[02:26.360]	all creation open to receivethe flat earth itself.
[02:31.839]	The music descends, as does the tall bending stalk of the heavy blossom,
[02:36.929]	because it has to, to stay alive, to continue to the last drop of joy.
[02:41.738]	The world knows the love that' s in its breast as in the flower, the suffering lonely world.
[02:47.735]	The Father is merciful.
[02:50.541]	The light socket is crudely attached to the ceiling, after the house was built,
[02:55.138]	to receive a plug which sticks in it alright, and serves my phonograph now...
[03:01.494]	The closet door is open for me, where I left it, since I left it open, it has graciously stayed open.
[03:08.549]	The kitchen has no door, the hole there will admit me should I wish to enter the kitchen.
[03:14.164]	I remember when I first got laid,
[03:16.350]	H. P. graciously took my cherry,
[03:19.698]	I sat on the docks of Provincetown, age 23, joyful, elevated in hope with the Father,
[03:26.196]	the door to the womb was open to admit me if I wished to enter.
[03:31.133]	There are unused electricity plugs all over my house if I ever need them.
[03:35.518]	The kitchen window is open, to admit air...
[03:38.595]	The telephonesad to relatesits on the floor
[03:42.039]	I haven' t the money to get it connected
[03:45.262]	I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry,
[03:50.302]	he has seen the presence of the Creator
[03:52.972]	And the Creator gave me a shot of his presence to gratify my wish,
[03:58.060]	so as not to cheat me of my yearning for him.

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