| Song | Brooklyn Flowers |
| Artist | Edison Woods |
| Album | Seven Principles of Leave No Trace |
| 作曲 : Frodahl | |
| Lover man, I won't let you go down. | |
| I'll make you a bouquet of wild brooklyn flowers. | |
| I'll take you in. Hurl the sky over us! | |
| And you will love again. | |
| She's still the flower in your eyes. | |
| Oh why must you need more than mine? | |
| Well, no sense fallin over a day dream. | |
| And you will love again. | |
| And I will bend, lover. | |
| And here's to the house of wounded soldiers. | |
| I'll make you a bouquet of wild Brooklyn flowers. | |
| I'll take you in. Hurl the sky over and over! | |
| And you will love again. |
| zuò qǔ : Frodahl | |
| Lover man, I won' t let you go down. | |
| I' ll make you a bouquet of wild brooklyn flowers. | |
| I' ll take you in. Hurl the sky over us! | |
| And you will love again. | |
| She' s still the flower in your eyes. | |
| Oh why must you need more than mine? | |
| Well, no sense fallin over a day dream. | |
| And you will love again. | |
| And I will bend, lover. | |
| And here' s to the house of wounded soldiers. | |
| I' ll make you a bouquet of wild Brooklyn flowers. | |
| I' ll take you in. Hurl the sky over and over! | |
| And you will love again. |