| Song | Strange New Cottage in Berkeley |
| Artist | Allen Ginsberg |
| Album | Howl and Other Poems |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Ginsberg |
| [00:00.000] | A Strange New Cottage in Berkely |
| [00:06.432] | All Afternoon cutting bramble blackberries off toterring brown fence |
| [00:11.137] | Under a low branch with its rotten old apricots miscellaneous under the leaves |
| [00:15.530] | Fixing the drip in the intricate gut machinery of a new toilet |
| [00:19.291] | Found a good coffeepot in the vines by the porch, |
| [00:22.638] | rolled by a big tire out of the scarlet bushes, hid my marijuana; |
| [00:26.389] | wet the flowers, playing the sunlit water each to each |
| [00:30.348] | Returning for godly extra drops for the stringbeans and daisies; |
| [00:34.419] | three times walked round the grass and sighed absently: |
| [00:38.626] | my reward, when the garden fed me its plums from the form of a small tree in the corner, |
| [00:43.804] | an angel thoughtful of my stomach, and my dry lovelorn tongue. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Ginsberg |
| [00:00.000] | A Strange New Cottage in Berkely |
| [00:06.432] | All Afternoon cutting bramble blackberries off toterring brown fence |
| [00:11.137] | Under a low branch with its rotten old apricots miscellaneous under the leaves |
| [00:15.530] | Fixing the drip in the intricate gut machinery of a new toilet |
| [00:19.291] | Found a good coffeepot in the vines by the porch, |
| [00:22.638] | rolled by a big tire out of the scarlet bushes, hid my marijuana |
| [00:26.389] | wet the flowers, playing the sunlit water each to each |
| [00:30.348] | Returning for godly extra drops for the stringbeans and daisies |
| [00:34.419] | three times walked round the grass and sighed absently: |
| [00:38.626] | my reward, when the garden fed me its plums from the form of a small tree in the corner, |
| [00:43.804] | an angel thoughtful of my stomach, and my dry lovelorn tongue. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Ginsberg |
| [00:00.000] | A Strange New Cottage in Berkely |
| [00:06.432] | All Afternoon cutting bramble blackberries off toterring brown fence |
| [00:11.137] | Under a low branch with its rotten old apricots miscellaneous under the leaves |
| [00:15.530] | Fixing the drip in the intricate gut machinery of a new toilet |
| [00:19.291] | Found a good coffeepot in the vines by the porch, |
| [00:22.638] | rolled by a big tire out of the scarlet bushes, hid my marijuana |
| [00:26.389] | wet the flowers, playing the sunlit water each to each |
| [00:30.348] | Returning for godly extra drops for the stringbeans and daisies |
| [00:34.419] | three times walked round the grass and sighed absently: |
| [00:38.626] | my reward, when the garden fed me its plums from the form of a small tree in the corner, |
| [00:43.804] | an angel thoughtful of my stomach, and my dry lovelorn tongue. |