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30  Moon River / Audrey Hepburn         ¹Ú¿ÁÁÖ¿Ü 5¸í

 ÀÌ °îÀº 1961³â ¿Àµå¸® Çݹø°ú Á¶Áö ÆäÆÛµå ÁÖ¿¬ÀÇ ¿µÈ­ <ƼÆÄ´Ï¿¡¼­ ¾ÆÄ§À»(Breakfast At Tiffany's)>ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦°î. »ó·ù»çȸ¸¦ ²Þ²Ù´Â ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¿©ÀÎÀÇ »î°ú ¾ÖÁ¤ÀÌ Àß µå·¯³­ ¿µÈ­·Î ¿µÈ­¸¸Å­ ³ë·¡µµ ¿À·§µ¿¾È »ç¶û¹Þ°í ÀÖ´Ù. ÀÌ °îÀº 1961³â ¾ÆÄ«µ¥¹Ì ÁÖÁ¦°¡ »óÀ» ¹Þ¾Ò´Ù. ¾Øµð Àª¸®¾ö½ºÀÇ 1961³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©ÇÑ °îÀ¸·Îµµ Àß ¾Ë·ÁÁø ³ë·¡.  

 

Moon River wider than a mile

³Ð°í ³ÐÀº °­ÀÌ¿©

I'm crossing you in style someday

³­ ¾ðÁ¨°¡ ´ç½ÅÀ» ´ç´çÈ÷ °Ç³Ê°¥ °Ì´Ï´Ù

Oh dream maker, you heartbreaker

¿À ²ÞÀÇ Ã¢Á¶ÀÚ¿©, ¹«Á¤ÇÑ ÀÌ¿©,

Wherever you're going I'm going your way

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾îµô °¡µçÁö ³­ ´ç½ÅÀ» µû¶ó°¡°Ú½À´Ï´Ù

Two drifters, off to see the world

¼¼»óÀ» º¸·¯ ³ª¼± µÎ ¹æ¶ûÀÚ

There's such a lot of world to see

¼¼»ó¿¡´Â º¼ °ÍÀÌ ¾ÆÁÖ ¸¹ÁÒ

We're after the same rainbows end

¿ì¸®´Â °°Àº ¹«Áö°³ÀÇ ³¡À» ãÀ¸¸ç

And waiting round the bend

°­ÀÇ ±ÁÀÌ ÁÖÀ§¿¡¼­ ±â´Ù¸®°í ÀÖÁÒ

My huckleberry friend, Moon River And me

³ªÀÇ ¾î¸®¼®Àº Ä£±¸ÀÎ °­°ú ³ª´Â

 

Moon River wider than a mile

³Ð°í ³ÐÀº °­ÀÌ¿©

I'm crossing you in style someday

³­ ¾ðÁ¨°¡ ´ç½ÅÀ» ´ç´çÈ÷ °Ç³Ê°¥ °Ì´Ï´Ù

Oh dream maker, you heartbreaker

¿À ²ÞÀÇ Ã¢Á¶ÀÚ¿©, ¹«Á¤ÇÑÀÌ¿©,

Wherever you're going I'm going your way

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾îµô °¡µçÁö ³­ ´ç½ÅÀ» µû¶ó°¡°Ú½À´Ï´Ù

Two drifters off to see the world

¼¼»óÀ» º¸·¯ ³ª¼± µÎ ¹æ¶ûÀÚ

There's such a lot of world to see

¼¼»ó¿¡´Â º¼ °ÍÀÌ ¾ÆÁÖ ¸¹ÁÒ

We're after the same rainbows end

¿ì¸®´Â °°Àº ¹«Áö°³ÀÇ ³¡À» ãÀ¸¸ç

And waiting round the bend

°­ÀÇ ±ÁÀÌ ÁÖÀ§¿¡¼­ ±â´Ù¸®°í ÀÖÁÒ

My huckleberry friend, Moon River And me

³ªÀÇ ¾î¸®¼®Àº Ä£±¸ÀÎ °­°ú ³ª´Â...

 

29  Dixie / Ronnie McDowell      À念ä¿Ü 5¸í

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÄÁÆ®¸® °¡¼ö '·Î´Ï ¸ÆµµÀ£'ÀÇ 1979³â ÀÛǰ. ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ·¯ºê ¼ÛÀ¸·Î ±¹³»¿¡¼­´Â °ÅÀÇ ¼Ò°³µÈ ÀûÀÌ ¾ø´Ù°¡ 1997³â ¹Ú½Å¾ç, ÃÖÁø½Ç ÁÖ¿¬ÀÇ ¿ì¸® ¿µÈ­ 'ÆíÁö'¿¡ ÁÖÁ¦°¡·Î ¾²À̸鼭 µÚ´Ê°Ô ¾Ë·ÁÁ³´ø ³ë·¡.

 

She was touching my motions

Reaching every sensation

While I tasted the fruits of love

±×³à´Â ¿Â ´À³¦À¸·Î ´Ù°¡¿Í

³» ¸¶À½À» °¨µ¿½ÃÄ×¾î¿ä

³»°¡ ±×³àÀÇ »ç¶ûÀ»

À½¹ÌÇÏ´Â µ¿¾È¿¡

 

She was someone who meant nothing

Just a friend worth loving

Nothing more nothing less to me

±×³à´Â ¾Æ¹« ÀÇ¹Ì ¾ø´Â

Á¸Àç¿´À» »ÓÀ̾ú¾î¿ä

»ç¶ûÇÒ¸¸ÇÑ Ä£±¸¿´À» »ÓÀ̾úÁö¿ä

³ª¿¡°Ô´Â ±× ÀÌ»óµµ

±× ÀÌÇϵµ ¾Æ´Ï¾ú¾î¿ä

 

Now I'm deep in the heart of Dixie

I'm there and I'll never be free

Yes, I'm deep in the heart of dixie

But Dixie hasn't got a heart for me

ÀÌÁ¦´Â ±×³à°¡ ³ªÀÇ ¸¾

±íÀÌ µé¾î¿Ô¾î¿ä

ÀÌÁ¦´Â ±×³à·ÎºÎÅÍ

ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿ö Áú ¼ö ¾øÀ» °Í °°¾Æ¿ä.

±×·¡¿ä ±×³à°¡

³ªÀÇ ¸¾ ±íÀº °÷À» Â÷ÁöÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾úÁö¿ä

ÇÏÁö¸¸ µñ½Ã´Â ³ª¿¡ ´ëÇØ

Ưº°ÇÑ °¨Á¤ÀÌ ¾ø³×¿ä

 

Wishin' I could share forever

Knowing she will never

Still I hold on

Till she is just a memory

ºñ·Ï ±×³à´Â ±×·² ¸®°¡ ¾ø´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë¸é¼­µµ

³­ ±×³à¿Í ¿µ¿øÅä·Ï

¸ðµç °É ÇÔ²² ÇÏ°í ½Í¾î¿ä.

±×³à°¡ Ãß¾ï ¼ÓÀÇ ¿©ÀÎÀÌ µÉ ¶§±îÁö

¿©ÀüÈ÷ ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡ °£Á÷ÇÒ °Å¿¡¿ä

 

Now she is someone

Who means everything

And I no one till I just a name

Nothing more nothing less to her

ÀÌÁ¦ ±×³à´Â ³ª¿¡°Ô ¸ðµç °ÍÀ»

ÀǹÌÇϴ Ưº°ÇÑ Á¸Àç°¡ µÇ¾ú¾î¿ä

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³­ ±×³à¿¡°Ô´Â ±× ÀÌ»óµµ

±× ÀÌÇϵµ ¾Æ´Ñ

¾Æ¹« ÀÇ¹Ì ¾ø´Â »ç¶÷ÀÏ»ÓÀÌÁö¿ä

 

Now I'm deepin the heart of dixie

I'm there and I'll never be free

±×·¡¿ä ±×³à°¡

³ªÀÇ ¸¾ ±íÀº °÷À» Â÷ÁöÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾úÁö¿ä

ÇÏÁö¸¸ µñ½Ã´Â ³ª¿¡ ´ëÇØ

Ưº°ÇÑ °¨Á¤ÀÌ ¾ø³×¿ä

 

Yes, I'm deepin the heart of Dixie

But Dixie hasn't got a heart for me

Know Dixie hasn't got a heart for me

Know Dixie hasn't got a heart for me

±×·¡¿ä, ±×³à°¡ ³ªÀÇ ¸¾

±íÀº °÷À» Â÷ÁöÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾úÁö¸¸

µñ½Ã´Â ³ª¿¡ ´ëÇØ

Ưº°ÇÑ °¨Á¤ÀÌ ¾ø³×¿ä

µñ½Ã°¡ ³»°Ô ¸¶À½ÀÌ

¾ø´Ü °É ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.

 

28  Vincent / Don Mclean         ±è¿ì¿¬¿Ü 6¸í

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ½Ì¾î ¼Û¶óÀÌÅÍ 'µ· ¸ÆÅ¬¸°'ÀÇ 1972³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ºôº¸µå ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 12À§±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø ³ë·¡. õÀç È­°¡ 'ºó¼¾Æ® ¹Ý °íÈå'ÀÇ ¿¹¼ú¼¼°è¸¦ Èì¸ðÇØ ¹ßÇ¥ÇÑ ³ë·¡·Î ½ÃÀûÀÎ ³ë·§¸»ÀÌ ÀλóÀûÀÎ ÀÛǰ. ÀÌ °îÀº °¨¹Ì·Î¿î ¼±À²¿¡ ȸȭ¼ºÀÌ ¾î¿ì·¯Á® ÆË¿¡ ¹«°ü½ÉÇÑ »ç¶÷µé¿¡°Ô±îÁö ³Î¸® »ç¶û¹Þ°í ÀÖ´Ù.

 

Stary stary night

º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã¿¡

Paint your palette blue and gray

ÆÄ¶õ»ö°ú ȸ»öÀ¸·Î È­ÆÇÀ» ¹°µéÀ̰í

Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul

¾î´À ¿©¸§³¯¿¡ Á¦ ¿µÈ¥ÀÇ ¾îµÒÀ» ¾Æ´Â ´«À¸·Î ¹ÛÀ» ¹Ù¶óºÁ¿ä

Shadows on the hills

¾ð´ö À§ÀÇ ±×¸²ÀÚ¿Í

Sketch the trees and the daffodils

³ª¹«µé°ú ¼ö¼±È­¸¦ ±×·ÁºÁ¿ä

Catch the breeze and the winter chills in colors on the snowy linen

´«Ã³·³ ÇÏ¾á ¸°³Ù Ä·ÆÛ½º¿¡ ¹Ù¶÷°ú °Ü¿ïÀÇ ½Î´ÃÇÔÀ» »ö±ò·Î ±×·Áº¸¼¼¿ä

 

Now I understand what you tried to say to me

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹«½¼ ¸»À» ÇÏ·Á Çß´ÂÁö ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ¾Ë °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù

And how you suffered for your sanity

¿ÂÀüÇÑ Á¤½Å ¶§¹®¿¡ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª °íÅë¹Þ¾Ò´ÂÁö

And how you tried to set them free

»ç¶÷µéÀ» ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô ÇØÁÖ·Á°í ¾ó¸¶³ª ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö ¾Ë °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù

They would not listen

±×µéÀº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸»À» µèÁö ¾Ê¾Ò°í

They did not know how

¾î¶»°Ô µè´ÂÁöµµ ¸ô¶úÁÒ

Perhaps they listen now

¾Æ¸¶ ÀÌÁ¦´Â ±×µéµµ ¾Ë °Ì´Ï´Ù

 

Stary stary night

º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã¿¡

Flaming flowers that brightly blaze

¹à°Ô Ÿ¿À¸£´Â µí ȯÇÏ°Ô ÇǾ ²É°ú

Swirling clouds in violet haze

º¸¶ó ºû ¾È°³ ¼Ó¿¡ ¼Ò¿ëµ¹ÀÌÄ¡´Â ±¸¸§ÀÌ

Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue

ºó¼¾Æ®ÀÇ ÆÄ¶õ µÎ ´«¿¡ ºñÃß°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä

Colors changing hue morning field of amber grain

°î½ÄÀÌ ÀÍ¾î °¡´Â Ȳ±Ýºû ¾ÆÄ§µé³èÀº ±× »öÀ» ¹Ù²ã°¡°í

Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath artist's loving hand

°íÅëÀ¸·Î °¡µæ Âù ÁÖ¸§Áø ¾ó±¼Àº ¿¹¼ú°¡ÀÇ »ç¶û½º·± ¼Õ±æ·Î À§·Î ¹Þ¾ÒÁÒ

 

Now I understand what you tried to say to me

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹«½¼ ¸»À» ÇÏ·Á Çß´ÂÁö ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ¾Ë °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù

And how you suffered for your sanity

¿ÂÀüÇÑ Á¤½Å ¶§¹®¿¡ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª °íÅë¹Þ¾Ò´ÂÁö

And how you tried to set them free

»ç¶÷µéÀ» ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô ÇØÁÖ·Á°í ¾ó¸¶³ª ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö ¾Ë °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù

They would not listen

±×µéÀº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸»À» µèÁö ¾Ê¾Ò°í

They did not know how

¾î¶»°Ô µè´ÂÁöµµ ¸ô¶úÁÒ

Perhaps they listen now

¾Æ¸¶ ÀÌÁ¦´Â ±×µéµµ ¾Ë °Ì´Ï´Ù

 

For they could not love you

»ç¶÷µéÀº ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

But still your love was true

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´ç½ÅÀÇ »ç¶ûÀº ¿©ÀüÈ÷ Áø½ÇÇßÁÒ

And when no hope was left inside on that stary stary night

±×¸®°í ¾Æ¹«·± Èñ¸Áµµ ³²Áö ¾ÊÀº º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã¿¡

 

You took your life as lovers often do

¿¬ÀεéÀÌ ÇÏ´Â °Íó·³ ´ç½Åµµ ½º½º·Î ¸ñ¼ûÀ» ²÷¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

But I could have told you, Vincent

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ºó¼¾Æ®, Àü ´ç½Å²² ¸»ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

ÀÌ ¼¼»óÀº ´ç½Åó·³ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î »ç¶÷¿¡°Ô ÀϺη¯ ±×·± °Ç ¾Æ´Õ´Ï´Ù

 

Stary stray night

º°ÀÌ ºû³ª´Â ¹ã¿¡

Portraits hung in empty halls

ÅÖ ºñ¾î ÀÖ´Â ¹æ¿¡ °É·ÁÀÖ´Â ÃÊ»óÈ­¿Í

Frameless heads on nameless walls

À̸§µµ ¾ø´Â º®¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ¾×ÀÚµµ ¾ø´Â ±×¸²µéÀº

With eyes that watch the world and can't forget

¼¼»óÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸´Â ´«À» °¡Áö°í ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù

Like the strangers that you've met the ragged men in ragged clothes

±×¸®°í ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¸¸³­ ´©´õ±â ¿ÊÀ» °ÉÄ£ ÃʶóÇÑ À̹æÀÎó·³ ÀØÀ» ¼ö ¾øÁÒ

The silver thorn of a bloody rose like crushed and broken on the virgin snow

°í¿î ´« À§¿¡ ºÎµúÇô ºÎ¼­Áø »õ»¡°£ Àå¹ÌÀÇ Àººû °¡½Ãµµ ¸¶Âù°¡ÁöÀÔ´Ï´Ù

 

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹«½¼ ¸»À» ÇÏ·Á Çß´ÂÁö ÀÌÁ¦¾ß ¾Ë °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù

And how you suffered for your sanity

¿ÂÀüÇÑ Á¤½Å ¶§¹®¿¡ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª °íÅë¹Þ¾Ò´ÂÁö

And how you tried to set them free

»ç¶÷µéÀ» ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°Ô ÇØÁÖ·Á°í ¾ó¸¶³ª ³ë·ÂÇß´ÂÁö ¾Ë °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù

They would not listen

±×µéÀº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸»À» µèÁö ¾Ê¾Ò°í

They're not listening still

¾ÆÁ÷µµ µè°í ÀÖÁö ¾ÊÁÒ

Perhaps they never will

¾Æ¸¶ ±×µéÀº ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ¾ËÁö ¸øÇÒ °Ì´Ï´Ù

 

27  Anything That's Part Of You / Elvis Presley    È«º¹µæ¿Ü 6¸í

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ³²¼º °¡¼ö '¿¤ºñ½º ÇÁ·¹½½¸®'ÀÇ 1961³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 31À§ ±â·Ï. ¶°³ª°£ ¿©ÀÎÀÇ Àڱ׸¶ÇÑ ÈçÀûµé...±×³àÀÇ ¸Ó¸® ³»À½ÀÌ ³²±â°í °£ ¸Ó¸®²ö µî...»ç¶ûÇß´ø ¿©ÀÎÀ» ±×¸®¿öÇÏ´Â ³»¿ëÀÇ ³ë·¡. Â÷Áß¶ôÀÌ <³«¿± µû¶ó °¡¹ö¸° »ç¶û>À¸·Î ¹ø¾ÈÇØ Àß ¾Ë·ÁÁø °¡À»À» ´ëÇ¥ÇÏ´Â ³ë·¡ Áß Çϳª.

 

I memorize the note you sent

´ç½ÅÀÌ º¸³Â´ø ±× ÆíÁö¸¦ ±â¾ïÇØ¿ä

Go all the places that we went

¿ì¸®°¡ ÇÔ²² °Å´Ò´ø °÷À» ´Ù½Ã °Å´Ò¸ç

I seem to search the whole day through

ÇÏ·ç Á¾ÀÏ Ã£°í ÀÖ¾ú³ª ºÁ¿ä

For anything that's part of you

´ç½ÅÀÇ ÀÚÃ븦...

 

I kept a ribbon from your hair

´ç½Å¸Ó¸®¿¡ ²Å´ø ¸®º»À» ¾ÆÁ÷µµ °¡Áö°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä

A breath of perfume lingers there

¾ÆÁ÷µµ °Å±â¿£ ´ç½ÅÀÇ Çâ±â°¡ ¼û½¬°í ÀÖÁÒ

It helps to cheer me when I¡¯m blue

³»°¡ ¿ì¿ïÇÒ ¶§ Å« ÈûÀÌ µÇ¿ä

Anything that's part of you

´ç½ÅÀÇ ÀÚÃëµéÀÌ...

 

Oh, how it hurts to miss you so

¾Æ, ´ç½ÅÀ» ±×¸®¿öÇÑ´Ù´Â °ÍÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª °¡½¿ ¾ÆÇ ÀÏÀÎÁö,

When I know you don't love me anymore

´ç½ÅÀÌ ³¯ ´õ ÀÌ»ó »ç¶ûÇÏÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë¾ÒÀ» ¶§...

To go on needing you

´ç½ÅÀ» °è¼Ó ¿øÇÏ°Ô µÇ³×¿ä,

Knowing you don't need me

´ç½ÅÀÌ ³¯ ¿øÄ¡ ¾Ê´Â´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë¸é¼­µµ...

 

No reason left for me to live

ÀÌÁ¨ ´õ ÀÌ»ó »ì¾Æ°¡¾ß ÇÒ ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ¾ø¾î¿ä

What can I take, what can I give

´ç½Å ¾Æ´Ñ ´©±º°¡¿Í ¹«¾ùÀ» ÁÖ°í¹ÞÀ» ¼ö ÀÖÀ»±î¿ä?

When I¡¯d give all of someone new

»õ·Î¿î »ç¶÷À» ¸¸³ª ¸ðµç °É ´Ù ÁØ´ÙÇØµµ

For anything that's part of you

±×°Ç ´Ù ´ç½ÅÀÇ ÀÚÃëµé»ÓÀÏÅÙµ¥...

 

26  Melancholy Man / Moody Blues     ±èÇö¹Î¿Ü 6¸í

 

 ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ 4ÀÎÁ¶ ½ÉÆ÷´Ð ·Ï ¹êµå·Î 1970³â ÀÛǰ. Àú½ºÆ¾ ÇìÀÌ¿öµå(Justin Hayward ±âŸ, Űº¸µå, º¸ÄÃ), Á¸ ·µÁö(John Lodge º£À̽º, Űº¸µå, º¸ÄÃ)ÀÇ º¸Äðú ÄÚ·¯½º, ±×¸®°í ¸¶ÀÌÅ© ÇÉ´õ(Mike Pinder)ÀÇ °Ç¹ÝÀ» ±â¹ÝÀ¸·Î Ŭ·¡½ÃÄÃÇÑ ¼±À²°ú Æ÷ũdzÀÇ ¼­Á¤¼ºÀ» ¾È°ÜÁÖ¾ú´Ù.

 ÀÌ °îÀº À̵éÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'A Question Of Balance'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï.

 

I'm a melancholy man, that's what I am,

All the world surrounds me, and my feet are on the ground,

I'm a very lonely man, doing what I can,

All the world astounds me and I think I understand

That we're going to keep growing, wait and see.

 

When all the stars are falling down

Into the sea and on the ground,

And angry voices carry on the wind,

A beam of light will fill your head

And you'll remember what's been said

By all the good men this world's ever known.

 

Another man is what you'll see,

Who looks like you and looks like me,

And yet somehow he will not feel the same,

His life caught up in misery, he doesn't think like you and me,

'Cause he can't see what you and I can see.

 

I'm a melancholy man, that's what I am,

All the world surrounds me, and my feet are on the ground,

I'm a very lonely man, doing what I can,

All the world astounds me and I think I understand

That we're going to keep growing, wait and see.  

 

25  Scarborough Fair / Sarah Brightman        ÀÌöȯ¿Ü 6¸í

 ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆËÆä¶ó ¿©°¡¼ö '»ç¶ó ºê¶óÀÌÆ®¸¸'ÀÌ 2000³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©ÇÑ ³ë·¡. ÆË°ú Ŭ·¡½ÄÀÇ Áß°£ ÇüÅ·Π¹ßÇ¥ÇÑ Å©·Î½º¿À¹ö ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ±íÀÌ ÀÖ´Â À½»öÀ¸·Î ¿ø°î(»çÀÌ¸Õ & °¡ÆãŬ) ÀÌ»óÀÇ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿òÀ» ³ë·¡ÇßÀ½. ±×³àÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'La Luna'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï.

 

Are you going to Scarborough Fair

Parsley, Sage,Rosemary and Thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine

½ºÄ«ºê·Î¿ì ½ÃÀåÀ¸·Î °¡°Åµç

ÆÄ½½¸® ¼¼ÀÌÁö ·ÎÁî¸Å¸® ¿Í ´ÙÀÓ

±×°÷¿¡ »ì°í ÀÖ´Â »ç¶÷Áß ÇÑ¿©Àο¡°Ô

³» ¾ÈºÎ¸¦ ÀüÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä

±×³à´Â Àü¿¡ ³»°¡ ÁøÁ¤ »ç¶ûÇß´ø »ç¶÷À̶ó°í

 

Tell her to make a cambric shirt

Parsley,Sage,Rosemary and Thyme

Without no seams nor needle work

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Áú ÁÁÀº »ïº£¿ÊÀ» ¸¸µé¾î ´Þ¶ó°í

±×³à¿¡°Ô ÀüÇØÁÖ·Å

ÆÄ½½¸®,¼¼ÀÌÁö,·ÎÁî¸Å¸®,´ÙÀÓ

±× ¿ÊÀ» ¸¸µå´Âµ§ ¼Ö±âµµ ÇÊ¿ä¾ø°í

ÀÚ¼öµµ ÇÊ¿ä¾ø¾î¿ä

±×¶§°¡ µÇ¸é ±×³à´Â ³» Áø½ÇÇÑ »ç¶ûÀÌ µÇ´Â°Å¾ß

 

Tell her to find me an acre of land

Parsley,Sage,Rosemary and Thyme

Between the saltwater and the sea strand

Then she'll be a true love of mine

±×³à¿¡°Ô ÇÑ ¿¡ÀÌÄ¿ÀÇ ¶¥À» ±¸ÇØ ´Þ¶ó°í ÀüÇØÁÖ·Å

ÆÄ½½¸®,¼¼ÀÌÁö,·ÎÁî¸Å¸®,´ÙÀÓ

¿°¼ö¿Í ÇØ¾È°¡¶óµµ ±¦Âú¾Æ¿ä

±×¶§°¡ µÇ¸é ±×³à´Â ³» Áø½ÇÇÑ »ç¶ûÀÌ µÇ´Â °Å¾ß

 

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather

Parsley,Sage,Rosemary and Thyme

And gather it all in a bunch of heather

Then she'll be a true love of mine

°¡Á׳´À¸·Î ²ÉÀ» ÀÚ¸£¶ó°í ±×³à¿¡°Ô ÀüÇØÁÖ·Å

ÆÄ½½¸®,¼¼ÀÌÁö,·ÎÁî¸Å¸®,´ÙÀÓ

±× ²ÉÀ» ¸ð¾Æ ²É´Ù¹ßÀ» ¸¸µé¾î ´Þ¶ó°í...

±×¶§°¡ µÇ¸é ±×³à´Â ³» Áø½ÇÇÑ »ç¶ûÀÌ µÇ´Â°Å¾ß

 

Are you going to Scarborough Fair

Parsley, Sage,Rosemary and Thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine

½ºÄ«ºê·Î¿ì ½ÃÀåÀ¸·Î °¡°Åµç

ÆÄ½½¸® ¼¼ÀÌÁö ·ÎÁî¸Å¸® ¿Í ´ÙÀÓ

±×°÷¿¡ »ì°í ÀÖ´Â »ç¶÷Áß ÇÑ¿©Àο¡°Ô

³» ¾ÈºÎ¸¦ ÀüÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä

±×³à´Â Àü¿¡ ³»°¡ ÁøÁ¤ »ç¶ûÇß´ø »ç¶÷À̶ó°í

 

*Back Corus *

(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green

Tracing of sparrow on snow crested brown

Blankets and bed clothes the child of the mountain

Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

(±íÀº Ǫ¸¥ ½£¼ÓÀÇ µ¿»ê ÇÑÂÊ¿¡¼­

´«ºûÀ¸·Î ÇÏ¾á °¥»öÀÇ ¸ðÆ÷¿Í ħ±¸À§¿¡

Âü»õ¹«´Ì·Î À±°ûÀ» ±×¸®¸ç

»ê¿¡ »ç´Â ¼Ò³âÀº ÀüÀﳪÆÈ¼Ò¸®ÀÇ

¿Üħµµ ¸ð¸£°í ÀáÀÚ°í ÀÖ³×)

 

(On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves

Washes the grave with silvery tears

A soldier cleans and polishes a gun

Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

(µ¿»ê »êÀÚ¶ô¿¡¼­´Â ÀÙ»ç±ÍµéÀÌ Èð»Ñ·Á ³»¸®¸é¼­

¹«´ýÀ» Àººû ´«¹°·Î ¾Ä°í ÀÖ³×.

ÇÑ º´»ç°¡ ÃÑÀ» û¼ÒÇϸ鼭 À±±â¸¦ ³»°í ÀÖ³×

ÀüÀﳪÆÈ¼Ò¸®ÀÇ ¿Üħµµ ¸ð¸£°í ÀáÀÚ°í ÀÖ³×)

 

(War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions

Generals order their soldiers to kill

And to fight for a cause

they've long a go forgot then)

(ÀüÀïÀÌ Æ÷È¿Çϰí ÁøÈ«»ö ´ë´ë°¡ ºÒŸ ¿À¸£¸é¼­

À屺Àº º´»çµé¿¡°Ô Á×À̶ó°í ¸í·ÉÇϰí..

¿À·¡ Àü¿¡ ÀØ¾î ¹ö¸° ±× ´ëÀ§¸¦ À§Çؼ­ ¸»À̾ß)

 

24  Song From A Sectret Garden / Secret Garden    ½É¿¬¿µ¿Ü 7¸í

 ³ë¸£¿þÀÌ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ´º¿¡ÀÌÁö È¥¼º µà¿À·Î 1995³â µ¥ºß È÷Æ®°î. °¡À»ÀÇ ¼­Á¤ÀÌ Àß µå·¯³­ ¿¬ÁÖ°îÀ¸·Î ´º¿¡ÀÌÁö ºÕÀ» ÀÏÀ¸Ä×´ø °î. ¾ÖÀÜÇÑ ºÐÀ§±âÀÇ ÇǾƳë¿Í ¹ÙÀ̿ø° ¿¬ÁÖ°¡ ¸ÚÁø Çϸð´Ï¸¦ ÀÌ·é ¿¬ÁÖ°î.

 

23  Donde Voy / Tish Hinojosa         ÇÑÅÂȯ¿Ü 7¸í

 ¸ß½ÃÄÚ°è ¹Ì±¹ÀÎÀ¸·Î ±×³àÀÇ 1989³â µ¥ºß ¾Ù¹ü 'Homeland'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ ÆË ÄÁÆ®¸® dzÀÇ ³ë·¡. 1990³â´ë ÃÊ¹Ý 2½ÃÀÇ µ¥ÀÌÆ®¸¦ ÅëÇØ ¶¹´ø ³ë·¡·Î MBC TV '¹è¹ÝÀÇ Àå¹Ì'¿¡µµ ¾²ÀÎ ÀûÀÌ ÀÖÀ½.  Donde Voy '¾îµð·Î °¥±î?'¸¦ ¶æÇÔ.

 

Donde Voy(¾îµð·Î °¥±î?)

 

Madrugada me ve corriendo

»õº®³è, ³¯ÀÌ ¹à¾Æ¿ÀÀÚ ³­ ´Þ¸®°í ÀÖÁÒ

Bajo cielo que empieza color

ÅÂ¾ç ºûÀ¸·Î ¹°µé±â ½ÃÀÛÇÏ´Â ÇϴþƷ¡¿¡¼­..

No me salgas sol a nombrar me

žçÀÌ¿©, ³» ¸ð½ÀÀÌ µå·¯³ªÁö ¾Ê°Ô ÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä.

A la fuerza de "la migracion"

À̹α¹¿¡ µå·¯³ªÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï..

 

Un dolor que siento en el pecho

³» ¸¶À½¿¡ ´À³¢´Â ÀÌ °íÅëÀº

Es mi alma que llere de amor

»ç¶ûÀ¸·Î »óó¹ÞÀº °Å¿¹¿ä

Pienso en ti y tus brazos que esperan

³­ ´ç½Å°ú ´ç½ÅÀÇ Ç°¾ÈÀ» »ý°¢Çϰí ÀÖ¾î¿ä..

Tus besos y tu passion

´ç½ÅÀÇ ÀÔ¸ÂÃã°ú ¾ÖÁ¤À» ±â´Ù¸®¸é¼­..

 

Donde voy, Donde voy

³ª´Â ¾îµð·Î °¡¾ß¸¸ ÇÏ´Â °Ç°¡¿ä?

Esperanza es mi destinacion

Èñ¸ÁÀ» ã´Â °ÍÀÌ ³» ¹Ù·¥ÀÌ¿¡¿ä

Solo estoy, solo estoy

´Ñ È¥ÀÚ°¡ µÇ¾î¹ö¸° °ÅÁÒ. È¥ÀÚ°¡ µÇ¾ú¾î¿ä.

Por el monte profugo me voy

»ç¸·À» ¶°µµ´Â µµ¸ÁÀÚó·³ ³­ °¡°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.

 

Dias semanas y meces

¸î ÀÏ ¸î ÁÖ ¸î ´ÞÀÌÁö³ª

Pasa muy lejos de ti

´ç½ÅÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ¸Ö¾îÁö°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.

Muy pronto te llega un dinero

°ð ´ç½ÅÀº µ·À» ¹ÞÀ¸½Ç °Å¿¡¿ä.

Yo te quiero tener junto a mi

´ç½ÅÀÌ ³» °ç¿¡ °¡±îÀÌ µÑ ¼ö ÀÖÀ¸¸é ÁÁ°Ú¾î¿ä.

 

El trabajo me llena las horas

¸¹Àº ÀÏ ¶§¹®¿¡ ½Ã°£ÀÌ ¹ö°ÌÁö¸¸

Tu risa no puedo olividar

³­ ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¿ô´Â ¸ð½ÀÀ» ÀØÀ» ¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î¿ä

Vivir sin tu amor no es vida

´ç½Å »ç¶û¾øÀÌ »ç´Â °Ç ÀÇ¹Ì ¾ø´Â »îÀÌ¿¡¿ä

Vivir de profugo es igual

µµ¸ÁÀÚó·³ »ç´Â °Íµµ ¸¶Âù°¡Áö¿¹¿ä.

 

Donde voy, Donde voy

³ª´Â ¾îµð·Î °¡¾ß¸¸ ÇÏ´Â °Ç°¡¿ä?

Esperanza es mi destinacion

Èñ¸ÁÀ» ã´Â °ÍÀÌ ³» ¹Ù·¥ÀÌ¿ä

Solo estoy, solo estoy

´Ñ È¥ÀÚ°¡ µÇ¾î¹ö¸° °ÅÁÒ. È¥ÀÚ°¡ µÇ¾ú¾î¿ä.

Por el monte profugo me voy

»ç¸·À» ¶°µµ´Â µµ¸ÁÀÚó·³ ³­ °¡°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.

 

Donde voy, Donde voy

³ª´Â ¾îµð·Î °¡¾ß¸¸ ÇÏ´Â °Ç°¡¿ä?

Esperanza es mi destinacion

Èñ¸ÁÀ» ã´Â °ÍÀÌ ³» ¹Ù·¥ÀÌ¿¡¿ä

Solo estoy, solo estoy

³­ È¥ÀÚ°¡ µÇ¾î¹ö¸° °ÅÁÒ. È¥ÀÚ°¡ µÇ¾ú¾î¿ä.

Por el monte profugo me voy

»ç¸·À» ¶°µµ´Â µµ¸ÁÀÚó·³ ³­ °¡°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä

 

22  Autumn / Edgar Winter Group   °­¿µ½Ç¿Ü 7¸í

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ·Ï ±×·ì '¾Öµå°¡ À©ÅÍ ±×·ì'ÀÇ 1972³â ÀÛǰ. À̵éÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'They Only Come Out At Night'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï. ÀÚ´Ï À©ÅÍ¿Í ¿¡µå À©ÅÍ ÇüÁ¦ÀÇ ¿¬ÁÖ¿Í ³ë·¡°¡ ÀÏǰÀÎ °¡À»À» ¼­Á¤À» ´ãÀº ³ë·¡.

 

Autumn, the wind blows

colder than the summer.

Autumn,

my love's gone with another.

¿©¸§º¸´Ù Â÷°¡¿î ¹Ù¶÷ÀÌ

°¡À»À» ÇâÇØ ºÒ¾î ¿À°í

°¡À»¿¡

³» »ç¶ûÀº ´Ù¸¥ »ç¶÷°ú ¶°³ª°¬¾î¿ä

 

I can't demand anything

of myself now.

So I guess I'll stay here,

in New England, for Autumn.

ÀÌÁ¦ ³ª Àڽſ¡°Ô

¾Æ¹« °Íµµ ¿ä±¸ÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ¸´Ï

¿©±â ´ºÀ×±Û·£µå¿¡ ¸Ó¹°·¯¾ß°Ú¾î¿ä

°¡À»À» º¸³»·Á...

 

Buildings are tall and grey.

Birds flying haven't much to say.

Well they all know

that it's coming again.

So I guess they'll stay here,

in New England, for Autumn.

Àíºû °íÃþ ºôµù

´Ù½Ã ´Ù°¡¿Â °èÀýÀ»

»õµéµµ ¸ðµÎ ¾Ë°í ÀÖ´Ù´Â µí

ÇÒ ¸»À» ÀÒ¾ú¾î¿ä

³­ ¿©±â ´ºÀ×±Û·£µå¿¡ ¸Ó¹«¸¦°Å¿¡¿ä

°¡À»À» º¸³»·Á...

 

Did you ever lose something,

that you thought you knew.

Did you ever lose someone

who was close to you.

Well I lost my lover,

and my summer too.

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¼ÒÁßÇÏ°Ô °£Á÷Çß´ø °É

ÀÒ¾î ¹ö¸° ÀûÀÌ ÀÖ³ª¿ä?

´ç½Å°ú ÀýÄ£Çß´ø ´©±º°¡¸¦

¶°³ª º¸³½ ÀûÀÌ ÀÖ³ª¿ä?

³­ ¿©¸§À» º¸³»°í

³» »ç¶ûµµ º¸³»¾ß Çß¾î¿ä

 

To Autumn the wind blows,

colder than the summer.

Autumn,

my love's gone with another.

¿©¸§º¸´Ù Â÷°¡¿î ¹Ù¶÷ÀÌ

°¡À»À» ÇâÇØ ºÒ¾î ¿À°í

°¡À»¿¡

³» »ç¶ûÀº ´Ù¸¥ »ç¶÷°ú ¶°³ª°¬¾î¿ä

 

I can't demand anything

of myself now.

So I guess I'll stay here,

in New England,

for Autumn, Autumn, Autumn.

ÀÌÁ¦ ³ª Àڽſ¡°Ô

±× ¹«¾ùµµ ¿ä±¸ÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ¸´Ï

¿©±â ´ºÀ×±Û·£µå¿¡ ¸Ó¹«¸£°Ú¾î¿ä

ÀÌ °¡À»À» º¸³»·Á...

°¡À»À» Áö»õ·Á...

 

21  You Needed Me / Anne Murray        È²¼ºÀÏ¿Ü 8¸í

 Ä³³ª´Ù ½ºÇÁ¸µÈú Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË ÄÁÆ®¸® ¿©°¡¼ö '¾Ø ¸Ó·¹ÀÌ'ÀÇ 1978³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® No.1 ±â·Ï. ±×³àÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'Let's Keep It That Way'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ °îÀ¸·Î ³²Æí¿¡ ´ëÇÑ º¯Ä¡ ¾ÊÀº »ç¶ûÀ» ´ãÀº ·¯ºê ¼Û. 70³â´ë ¹ßÇ¥µÈ ÃÖ°íÀÇ ÆË ÄÁÆ®¸®ÀÇ ¸í°î.

 

I cried a tear you wiped it dry

³»°¡ ´«¹° È긮¸é ´ç½ÅÀº ´«¹°À» ´Û¾ÆÁÖ°í

I was confused you cleared my mind

³»°¡ È¥¶õ½º·¯¿ì¸é »ý°¢À» Àϱú¿ö ÁÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

I sold my soul you bought it back for me

ÀÚ½ÅÀ» ±â¸¸ÇÏ´õ¶óµµ ´Ù½Ã µÇµ¹·Á ÁÖ¾ú°í

And held me up and gave me dignity

³ª¸¦ ¶°¹Þµé¸ç ´Ù½Ã Á¸ÁßÇØ ÁÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

Somehow you needed me

¾îÂî µÇ¾îµµ ´ç½ÅÀº ³¯ ÇÊ¿ä·Î Çß½À´Ï´Ù

 

You gave me strength

´ç½ÅÀº Ȧ·Î ¼³ ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï ÈûÀ» ÁÖ¾î

to stand alone again

´Ù½Ã ³» ÈûÀ¸·Î ¼¼»óÀ»

to face the world out on my own again

¸Â¼³ ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô ÇØÁÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

You put me high upon a pedestal

³¯ Á¸ÁßÇϸç Ä¡ÄѼ¼¿ö Á־

So high that I could almost see eternity

¿µ¿øÇÑ »ç¶ûÀ» ¾Ë¾ÆÂ÷¸± ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô Çß½À´Ï´Ù

You needed me, you needed me

´ç½ÅÀº Á¦°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇß½À´Ï´Ù

 

And I can't believe it's you

 

±×°Ô ¹Ù·Î ´ç½ÅÀ̶ó´Â °É ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö°¡ ¾ø½À´Ï´Ù

I can't believe it's true

±×°Ô »ç½ÇÀÎÁö ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö°¡ ¾ø½À´Ï´Ù

I needed you and you were there

³»°Ô ´ç½ÅÀÌ ÇÊ¿äÇÏ¸é ´ç½ÅÀº °ç¿¡ ÀÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

And I'll never leave

´ç½ÅÀ» Àý´ë ¶°³ªÁö ¾Ê°Ú½À´Ï´Ù

Why should I leave I'd be a fool

¿Ö ´ç½ÅÀ» ¶°³ª´Â ¹Ùº¸ °°Àº ÁþÀ» ÇϰڽÀ´Ï±î

Cause I've finally found

³­ ¸¶Ä§³» ³ª¸¦ Áø½Ç·Î À§ÇØÁÖ´Â

someone who really cares

±×·± »ç¶÷À» ã¾ÒÀ¸´Ï±î¿ä

 

You held my hand when it was cold

Ãß¿ï ¶§ ´ç½ÅÀº ³» ¼ÕÀ» Àâ¾Æ ÁÖ¾ú°í

When I was lost you took me home

±æÀ» ÀÒ°í ¹æÈ²ÇÒ ¶© ÁýÀ¸·Î µ¥·Á´Ù ÁÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

You gave me hope

³»°¡ ±ÃÁö¿¡ ¸ô·ÈÀ» ¶©

when I was at the end

³»°Ô Èñ¸ÁÀ» ºÒ¾î³Ö¾î ÁÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

And turned my lies back into truth again

±×¸®°í ³ªÀÇ °ÅÁþ¸»À» Áø½Ç·Î ¹Ù²Ù¾ú°í

You even called me friend

½ÉÁö¾î ³ª¸¦ Ä£±¸¶ó°í ºÒ·¯ ÁÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

You gave me strength

´ç½ÅÀº Ȧ·Î ¼³ ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï ÈûÀ» ÁÖ¾î

to stand alone again

´Ù½Ã ³» ÈûÀ¸·Î ¼¼»óÀ»

to face the world out on my own again

¸Â¼³ ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô ÇØÁÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

You put me high upon a pedestal

 

³¯ Á¸ÁßÇϸç Ä¡ÄѼ¼¿ö Á־

So high that I could almost see eternity

¿µ¿øÇÑ »ç¶ûÀ» ¾Ë¾ÆÂ÷¸± ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô Çß½À´Ï´Ù

You needed me, you needed me

´ç½ÅÀº Á¦°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇß½À´Ï´Ù

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





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