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20 Windmills Of Your Mind / Dusty Springfield
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¸ÆÄý ÁÖ¿¬ ¿µÈ 'Thomas Crown Affair'ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦°¡·Î ¾²¿´À½. ÀÌ °îÀº ±×³à¿¡°Ô ¾ÆÄ«µ¥¹Ì
ÁÖÁ¦°¡»óÀÇ ¿µ±¤À» ´©¸®°Ô Çß´ø °î.
Round like a circle in a spiral like a wheel within a wheel
¹ÙÄû ¼ÓÀÇ ¹ÙÄûó·³ ³ª¼± ¾ÈÀÇ ¿øÃ³·³ µÕ±Û´Ù
Never ending on beginning on an ever-spinning reel
¼ö·¹°¡ µ¹°í µ¹ µí ½ÃÀÛÇÏ¸é ³¡ÀÌ ¾ø°í
Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnival balloon
»ê¿¡ ³»¸®´Â ´«À̳ª ÃàÁ¦ÀÇ Ç³¼±Ã³·³
Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
´Þ ÁÖº¯À» ¹ÝÁö ¸ð¾çÀ¸·Î µ¹¸ç ´Þ¸®´Â ȸÀü ¸ñ¸¶ ó·³
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on its face
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And the world is like an apple spinning silently in space
±×¸®°í ¼¼»óÀº ¿ìÁÖ¸¦ Á¶¿ëÈ÷ µµ´Â »ç°ú¿Í °°´Ù
Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind
´ç½ÅÀÌ Ã£´Â ¹ÙÄûó·³, ´ç½Å ¸¶À½¼ÓÀÇ Ç³Â÷
Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
´ç½ÅÀÌ µû¶ó°¬´ø ÅͳΠ¼Ó ÅͳΠó·³
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
žçÀÌ °áÄÚ ºñÃßÁö ¾ÊÀº ÅÖºó ¼ÓÀ¸·Î ³»·Á°¡
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
ÀÒ¾î¹ö¸° ²Þ ¼ÓÀ» ȸÀüÇÏ´Â ¹® ó·³
Like the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
´©±º°¡ »ì¦ ´øÁø Á¶¾àµ¹ÀÌ ¸¸µç ¹°°áó·³
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on its face
¸Å ºÐ¸¶´Ù ºü¸£°Ô Áö³ª´Â ±×ÀÇ ¼Õ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ½Ã°èó·³
And the world is like an apple spinning silently in space
±×¸®°í ¼¼»óÀº ¿ìÁÖ¸¦ Á¶¿ëÈ÷ µµ´Â »ç°ú¿Í °°´Ù.
Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind
´ç½ÅÀÌ Ã£´Â ¹ÙÄûó·³, ´ç½Å ¸¶À½¼ÓÀÇ Ç³Â÷
Keys that jingle in your pocket
´ç½Å ÁÖ¸Ó´Ï ¼Ó¿¡ È¥¶õ ½º·¯¿î ¿¼è
Words that jangle in your head
´ç½Å ¸Ó¸® ¼ÓÀÇ È¥¶õ ½º·¯¿î ¸»µé
Why did summer go so quickly?
¿Ö ¿©¸§Àº ±×·¸°Ô »¡¸® Áö³¯±î?
Was it something that you said?
´ç½ÅÀÌ ¸»ÇÑ ±× ¹«¾ùÀÌ ÀÖ³ª?
Lovers walk along a shore
¿¬ÀÎÀº ÇØ¾ÈÀ» ÇÔ²² °È°í
And leave their footprints in the sand
±×µéÀÇ ¹ßÀÚ±¹À» ¸ð·¡¿¡ ³²±ä´Ù
Was the sound of distant drumming
¸Ö¸® µé¸®´Â ¼Ò¸®´Â
Just the fingers of your hand?
´ç½Å ¼ÕÀÇ ¼Õ°¡¶ôÀÏ »ÓÀΰ¡?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Çö°ü¿¡ °É·ÁÀÖ´Â ÀÖ´Â ±×¸²
Or the fragment of a song
ȤÀº ³ë·¡ÀÇ Á¶°¢
Half-remembered names and faces
±â¾ïÀÌ °¡¹°ÇÑ À̸§°ú ¾ó±¼µé
But to whom do they belong?
±×·¯³ª ±×µéÀº ´©±¸¿Í ÇÔ²²Çϴ°¡
When you knew that it was over
±×°ÍÀÌ ³¡ÀÎ °ÍÀ» ¾Ë¾ÒÀ»¶§
Were you suddenly aware
´ç½ÅÀº °©Àڱ⠱ú´Ý°í
That the autumn leaves were turning
°¡À» ³«¿±ÀÇ »öÀÌ ¹Ù²î´Â °Ç
To the color of her hair?
¸Ó¸®»öÀ» ¹Ù²Ù±â À§ÇÔÀΰ¡
Like a circle in a spiral
³ª¼± ¼ÓÀÇ ¿øÃ³·³
Like a wheel within a wheel
¹ÙÄû ¼ÓÀÇ ¹ÙÄûó·³
Never ending on beginning on an ever-spinning reel
¼ö·¹°¡ µ¹°í µ¹ µí ½ÃÀÛÇÏ¸é ³¡ÀÌ ¾ø°í
As the images unwind
Ç®·Á ³ª°¡´Â ¸ð½À ó·³
Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind
´ç½ÅÀÌ Ã£´Â ¹ÙÄûó·³, ´ç½Å ¸¶À½¼ÓÀÇ Ç³Â÷
19 Autumn In New York / Frank Sinatra
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ½ºÅÄ´õµå ÆËÀÇ °ÅÀå 'ÇÁ·©Å© ½Ã³ªÆ®¶ó'ÀÇ 1949³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î
ºôº¸µå Â÷Æ® 27À§ ±â·Ï. °°Àº Á¦¸ñÀÇ ¾Ù¹ü ŸÀÌÆ²·Î ´º¿åÀÇ °¡À»À» ·Î¸ÇƽÇÏ°Ô ºÎ¸¥
³ë·¡. ¿ø·¡ ÀÌ °îÀº 1934³â ¸¸µé¾îÁ® ½ºÅÄ´õµå ÆËÀÇ °íÀüÀ¸·Î ÀÚ¸®ÀâÀº °¡À»À» ´ëÇ¥ÇÏ´Â
³ë·¡.
Autumn in New York
Why does it seem so exciting (inviting)
Autumn in New York
It spells the thrill of first-knighting
Shimmering clouds - glimmering crowds (glittering crowds and shimmering clouds)
In canyons of steel
They're making me feel - I'm home
It's autumn in New York
That brings a (the) promise of new love
Autumn in New York
Is often mingled with pain
Dreamers with empty hands
(They) All sigh for exotic lands
(But) It's autumn in New York
It's good to live it again
This autumn in New York
Transforms the slums into Mayfair
Autumn in New York
You'll need no castles in Spain
Lovers that bless the dark
On benches in Central Park
(But) It's autumn in New York
It's good to live it again
18 Wrong Rainbow / Peter Yarrow
¹Ì±¹Ãâ½ÅÀÇ Æ÷Å© °¡¼ö·Î 1971³â ÀÛǰ. Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿£ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÁö¸¸ ±¹³»¿¡¼
Å« Àα⸦ ²ø¾ú´ø ³ë·¡. ÀþÀº ½ÃÀýÀÇ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î »ç¶ûÀ» ȸ»óÇÏ´Â °¡À»À» ´ëÇ¥ÇÏ´Â
³ë·¡·Î ±×ÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'Hard Times'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï.
Autumn leaves are blowin' round my feet
winter wind is at my face
cruelest stars are staring down
sayin' that I finally lost this race
¹Ù¶÷ÀÌ ºÒ¾î ³«¿±µéÀÌ
¹ß¹Ø¿¡ Èð¾îÁö°í
°Ü¿ï ¹Ù¶÷ÀÌ ¾ó±¼À» ½ºÄ¡´Â±º¿ä.
ÀÌ °æÁÖ¿¡¼ ³»°¡
°á±¹Àº Áø°Å¶ó°í ¸»Çϸé¼..
ÀÜȤÇÏ°Ô º°µéÀÌ
³ë·Á º¸°í Àֳ׿ä.
Where did I learn my wanderin' ways
what was I hoping there to find
when did I realize what lay ahead
could no make up for what I'd left behind
¾îµð¼ ¹æÈ²ÇÏ´Â ¹ýÀ»
¹è¿ü´ø°¡..
³»°¡ °Å±â¼ ´ëü
¹«¾ùÀ» ±ú´Ý±æ Èñ¸ÁÇß´ø°¡..
¾Õ±æ¿¡ °¡·Î³õ¿© Àִ°ÍÀÌ
³²°ÜµÎ¾ú´ø Áö³ª¹ö¸° ½ÃÀýÀ»
´ë½ÅÇÒ ¼ö´Â ¾ø´Ü °É
¾ðÁ¦ ³»°¡ ±ú´Ý°Ô µÇ¾ú´ø°¡..
Must have been the wrong rainbow
I don't see any pot of gold
all I see is a man
too old to start again
Ʋ¸²¾øÀÌ ±×°Ç
±×¸©µÈ µ¡¾ø´Â Èñ¸ÁÀ̾ú¾î¿ä.
³ ±Ýµ¢ÀÌ´Â
ãÁö ¸øÇϰí
´Ù½Ã ½ÃÀÛÇϱ⿡´Â ³Ê¹« ´Ä¾î¹ö¸°
ÇÑ Àΰ£À» º¸¾ÒÀ» »ÓÀÌ¿¡¿ä..
I had a girl in the summer of my youth
she loved me more and more each day
god only knows
why I gave her up
for marriage to that cold, cold highway
ÀþÀº ½ÃÀý ¿©¸§³¯
³»°Õ ÇÑ ¼Ò³à°¡ ÀÖ¾úÁö¿ä.
±×³à´Â ¸ÅÀÏ ´õ¿í ´õ
³¯ »ç¶ûÇß¾î¿ä.
¿ÀÁ÷ ½Å¸¸ÀÌ ³»°¡ ¿Ö
Â÷µðÂù Å«±æ ¶§¹®¿¡
±×³à¿Í °áÈ¥À»
´Ü³äÇß´ÂÁö ¾Ë°Ì´Ï´Ù.
Never knew the years to go so fast
never felt my feet so slow
I bet it all on the yellow, reds and blues
of a ghost I used to call my rainbow
¼¼¿ùÀÌ ±×¸® ºü¸£°Ô
°¡¸®¶ó°ï »ý°¢ ¸øÇßÁÒ.
³» °ÉÀ½ÀÌ ±×¸® ´À¸®´Ù°í´Â
´À³¢Áö ¸øÇß¾î¿ä.
³ ¸ðµç°É ÇüÇü»ö »öÀÇ
ȯ»ó¿¡ °É¾ú´ø °Å¿¡¿ä.
µ¡¾ø´Â Èñ¸Á¿¡
¸Å´Þ¸®±â¸¸ Çß´ø°ÅÁÒ.
Must have been the wrong rainbow
I don't see any pot of gold
all I see is a man
too old to start again
Ʋ¸²¾øÀÌ ±×°Ç
À߸øµÈ µ¡¾ø´Â Èñ¸ÁÀ̾ú¾î¿ä.
³ ±Ýµ¢ÀÌ´Â
ãÁö ¸øÇϰí
´Ù½Ã ½ÃÀÛÇϱ⿡´Â ³Ê¹« ´Ä¾î¹ö¸°
ÇÑ Àΰ£À» º¸¾ÒÀ» »ÓÀÌ¿¡¿ä
17 One More Cup Of Coffee / Bob Dylan
One More Cup Of Coffee / Bob Dylan
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ Æ÷Å© ·Ï °¡¼ö ¹ä µô·±ÀÇ 1975³â ÀÛǰ. Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿Í »ó°ü ¾øÀÌ ±¹³»¿¡¼
Å©°Ô È÷Æ®Çß´ø ³ë·¡. ±×ÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'Desire'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï. À¼Á¶¸®´Â µíÇÑ Ã¢¹ý°ú ¾îÄí½ºÆ½ÇÑ
ºÐÀ§±âÀÇ ¿¬ÁÖ°¡ ¸ÚÁø Á¶È¸¦ ÀÌ·é ³ë·¡.
Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight
Your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
´ÞÄÞÇÑ ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¼û°á°ú
Çϴÿ¡ ºû³ª´Â º¸¼®°°Àº µÎ ´«
º£°³¿¡ ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ´ë°í
¹ÝµíÀÌ ´©¿î
´ç½ÅÀÇ ºÎµå·¯¿î ¸Ó¸®°á
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ª´Â ±× ¾î¶² »ç¶ûÀ̳ª
°¨»çÀÇ ¸¶À½µµ °¨ÁöÇÒ ¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î
´ç½ÅÀÇ Çå½ÅÀº ³»°¡ ¾Æ´Ñ
Àú ÇÏ´ÃÀÇ º°À» ÇâÇϰí ÀÖÁö
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Àú °è°î ¾Æ·¡·Î
¶°³ª±â Àü¿¡ Ä¿ÇÇ ÇÑÀܸ¸ ´õ
¶°³ª±â Àü¿¡ Ä¿ÇÇ ÇÑÀܸ¸ ´õ
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
¹«¹ýÀÚ¿´´ø ´ç½Å ¾Æ¹öÁö´Â
¹æ¶ûÀ» ÀÏ»ï´Â »ç¶÷À̾ú¾î
±×°¡ ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ¾î¶»°Ô ¼±ÅÃÀ» ÇÏ´ÂÁö
¾î¶»°Ô Ä®À» ´øÁö´ÂÁö °¡¸£ÃÄ Áٰžß
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food
±×°¡ Áö¹èÇÏ´Â ¿Õ±¹¿¡´Â
À̹æÀÎÀÌ µé¾î ¿ÀÁö ¸øÇØ
À½½Ä ÇÑ ±×¸©À» ´õ ´Þ¶ó°í ¿ÜÄ¥ ¶§
¶³¸®´Â ±×ÀÇ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Àú °è°î ¾Æ·¡·Î
±æÀ» ³ª¼±â Àü¿¡ Ä¿ÇÇ ÇÑÀܸ¸ ´õ
¶°³ª±â Àü¿¡ Ä¿ÇÇ ÇÑÀܸ¸ ´õ
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf
´ç½ÅÀÇ Àڸŵµ ´ç½Å°ú ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡
±×·¨´ø °Íó·³ ¹Ì·¡¸¦ ¹Ù¶óº¸Áö
´ç½ÅÀº ÀÐ°í ¾²´Â °É ¹è¿ìÁö ¸øÇß°í
¼±¹Ý¿¡´Â Ã¥ÀÌ ÇÑ ±Çµµ ¾ø¾î
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark
¸¸Á·ÇÒ ÁÙ ¸ð¸£´Â ´ç½Å
Á¾´Þ»õ °°Àº ¸ñ¼Ò¸®¸¦ °¡Áø ´ç½ÅÀÌÁö¸¸
¸¶À½Àº ¹Ù´Ùó·³
¾Ë ¼ö ¾ø°í ¾îµÓ±â¸¸ ÇØ
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Àú °è°î ¾Æ·¡·Î
±æÀ» ³ª¼±â Àü¿¡ Ä¿ÇÇ ÇÑÀܸ¸ ´õ
¶°³ª±â Àü¿¡ Ä¿ÇÇ ÇÑÀܸ¸ ´õ
16 El Condor Pasa / Simon & Garfunkel
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ Æ÷Å© µà¿À '»çÀÌ¸Õ & °¡ÆãŬ'ÀÇ 1970³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û
Â÷Æ® 18À§ ±â·Ï. 18¼¼±â Æä·ç ¹Î¿äÀÇ ¸á·Îµð¿¡ °¡»ç¸¦ ÀÔÈù °îÀ¸·Î ±¹³»¿¡¼´Â 'ö»õ´Â
³¯¾Æ°¡°í'¶õ Á¦¸ñÀ¸·Î ¸¹Àº »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½. À̵éÀÇ ¸¶Áö¸· ¾Ù¹üÀÌÀÚ ÆËÀÇ ¿µ¿øÇÑ
¸í¹ÝÀÎ 'Bridge Over Troubled Water' ¾Ù¹ü¿¡ ¼ö·Ï.
El Condor Pasa
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail
´ÞÆØÀ̺¸´Ù´Â Âü»õ°¡ µÇ°Ú¾î
Yes I would, if I could, I surely would
ÇÒ ¼ö¸¸ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ²À ±×·² °Å¾ß
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail
¸øº¸´Ù´Â ¸ÁÄ¡°¡ µÉ °Å¾ß
Yes I would, if I only could
ÇÒ ¼ö¸¸ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ±×·¸°Ô Çϰھî
I surely would
²À ±×·² °Å¾ß
Away I'd rather sail away
¿©±â¿¡ ¸Ó¹°´Ù ¶°³ª°£ ¹éÁ¶Ã³·³
Like a swan that's here and gone
¸Ö¸®, Â÷¶ó¸® ¸Ö¸® Ç×ÇØ¸¦ ¶°³ª°Ú¾î
A man gets tied up to the ground
Àΰ£Àº ¶¥¿¡ ¸Ó¹°·¯ ÀÖ´Ù°¡
He gives the world its saddest sound
°¡Àå ½½Ç ¼Ò¸®¸¦ ¼¼»ó¿¡ µé·Á ÁÖÁö
Its saddest sound
°¡Àå ó·®ÇÑ ¼Ò¸®¸¦
I'd rather be a forest than a street
µµ½ÉÀÇ °Å¸®º¸´Ù´Â ½£ÀÌ µÇ°Ú¾î
Yes I would, if I could, I surely would
ÇÒ ¼ö¸¸ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ±×·² °Å¾ß, ²À ±×·² °Å¾ß
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet
Â÷¶ó¸® ³» ¹ß¾Æ·¡ ÈëÀ» ´À³¢°í ½Í¾î
Yes I would, if I only could
ÇÒ ¼ö¸¸ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ±×·¸°Ô Çϰھî
I surely would
²À ±×·² °Å¾ß
15 Spring Summer Winter And Fall / Aphrodite's Child
±×¸®½º Ãâ½ÅÀÇ 3ÀÎÁ¶ ±×·ìÀ¸·Î 1971³â ÀÛǰ. 4°èÀýÀ» ±×¸° ³ë·¡·Î °¡À»¿¡ Àß ¾î¿ï¸®´Â
³ë·¡. ÆÀÀÇ º¸Äø®½ºÆ® 'µ¥¹Ì½º ·ç¼Ò½º'ÀÇ ºñºê¶óÅä À½»ö°ú °Ç¹Ý ¿¬ÁÖÀÚ ¹ÝÁ©¸®½ºÀÇ
¼Á¤ÀûÀÎ ¿¬ÁÖ°¡ ¸ÚÁø Á¶È¸¦ ÀÌ·é ÀÛǰ.
spring summer winter and fall
º½ ¿©¸§ °Ü¿ï ±×¸®°í °¡À»Àº
keep the world in time
¼¼»óÀ» ÀûÀýÇÏ°Ô ÁöÄÑÁÝ´Ï´Ù.
around like a ball
´Ù½Ã´Â Ç®¾îÁöÁö ¾ÊÀ»
never to unwind
°øÃ³·³ ¸Éµ¹¸é¼
spring summer winter and fall
º½ ¿©¸§ °Ü¿ï ±×¸®°í °¡À»Àº
are in everything
¸ðµç °ÍÀÌ¿¹¿ä
i know love we had them all
¿ì¸®ÀÇ »ç¶ûÀÌ ±× ¸ðµç °ÍÀ» °¡Á³´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë¾Æ¿ä
now our love is gone
±×·¯³ª ÀÌÁ¦ ¿ì¸® »ç¶ûÀº °¡ ¹ö·È¾î¿ä
this last thing is passing
¿ì¸®ÀÇ ¸¶Áö¸· »ç¶ûÀÌ Áö³ª°¡°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä
now like summer to spring
º½¿¡¼ ¿©¸§À¸·Î ¹Ù²îµíÀÌ
it takes me and wakes me
»ç¶ûÀÌ ³ª¸¦ ±ú¿ö¼ µ¥·Á°¡¿ä
now like seasons
¸¶Ä¡ °èÀýó·³
i'll change everyway somehow
¾î¶°ÇÑ ¹æ½ÄÀ¸·Îµç ³ªµµ º¯ÇϰÚÁö¿ä
14 Holiday / Bee Gees
ºñÁö½ºÀÇ 1967³â ¹ßÇ¥ÀÛÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 16À§±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø ¹ß¶óµå dzÀÇ
³ë·¡. °ÅÀÇ ÀØÇôÁ³´ø ÀÌ ³ë·¡´Â ¹ÚÁßÈÆ, ¾È¼º±â ÁÖ¿¬ÀÇ ¿µÈ <ÀÎÁ¤»çÁ¤ º¼ °Í
¾ø´Ù>¿¡ ¾²ÀÌ¸é¼ µÚ´Ê°Ô È÷Æ®.
°¨¹Ì·Î¿î ¸á·Îµð¿¡ ¾î¿ï¸®°Ô ÀÌ ³ë·¡µµ ¿ª½Ã »ç¶ûÀ» ´Ù·ç°í ÀÖ´Ù. ªÀº °¡»ç¿Í
ªÀº ±¸¼º, ±× ¼Ó¿¡¼ ºñÁö½ºÀÇ ¿Ïº®ÇÑ À½¾Ç¼¼°è¸¦ ¿³º¼ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ÃÊâ±â ¸í°î Áß
Çϳª´Ù.
Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday
´ç½ÅÀº ÈÞÀÏ °°Àº »ç¶÷ÀÌ¿¡¿ä
Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday
´ç½ÅÀº ÈÞÀÏ °°Àº »ç¶÷ÀÌ¿¡¿ä
It's something I thinks worthwhile
´ç½ÅÀº °¡Ä¡ ÀÖ´Â ¼ÒÁßÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÌ¿¡¿ä
If the puppet makes you smile
²ÀµÎ°¢½Ã³îÀ½ °°Àº ¹Ùº¸ÁþÀ¸·Î
If not then you're throwing stones
´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ Áþ°Å³ª
Throwing stones, throwing stones
±×·¸Áö ¾Ê°í ºñ³À» ÇÑ´Ù ÇØµµ ¸»ÀÔ´Ï´Ù
Ooh it's a funny game
»ç¶ûÀº ¿ì½º¿î °ÔÀÓÀÌÁÒ
Don't believe that it's all the same
¹æ±Ý ÇÑ ¸»µµ »ý°¢ÀÌ ³ªÁö ¾Ê´Â°É¿ä
Can't think what I've just said
Ç×»ó ±×´ë·ÎÀϰŶó ¹Ï¾î¼± ¾È µÇ¿ä
Put the soft pillow on my head
¸Ó¸®¿¡ ºÎµå·¯¿î º£°³¸¦ ´ë¾îÁÖ¼¼¿ä
Millions of eyes can see
³»°¡ ¿Ö ¾ÆÁ÷µµ »ç¶û¿¡ ´«¶ßÁö ¸øÇÏ´ÂÁö
Yet why am I so blind
¼ö¸¹Àº »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä
When the someone else is me
(ÇÏÁö¸¸) ´Ù¸¥ »ç¶÷ÀÌ ³» ÀÔÀåÀ̶ó¸é
It's unkind, it's unkind
±×·¸°Ô ¸»ÇÏ´Â °Ç °øÆòÇÏÁö°¡ ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä
¹Ýº¹
Yet Millions of eyes can see
Yet why am I so blind
When the someone else is me
It's unkind, it's unkind
Ooh you're a holiday,
´ç½ÅÀº ÈÞÀÏ °°Àº »ç¶÷ÀÌ¿¡¿ä
Every day such a holiday
ÇÏ·ç ÇÏ·ç°¡ ÈÞÀÏ °°Àº ³¯ÀÌÁÒ
Now it's my turn to say
ÀÌÁ¨ ³»°¡ ¸»ÇÒ Â÷·Ê±º¿ä
And I say you're a holiday
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It's something I thinks worthwhile
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If the puppet makes you smile
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If not then you're throwing stones
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Throwing stones, throwing stones
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13 Forever / Stratovarius
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Forever
I stand alone in the darkness
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The winter of my life came so fast
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Memories go back to my childhood,
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to days I still recall
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Oh how happy I was then
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There was no sorrow
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There was no pain
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Walking through the green fields
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sunshine in my eyes
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I'm still there everywhere
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I'm the dust in the wind
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I'm the star in the northern sky
ºÏ³è ÇÏ´ÃÀÇ º°°ú °°Àº Á¸ÀçÀÔ´Ï´Ù
I never stayed anywhere
³ ¾îµð¿¡µµ ¾ÈÁÖÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù
I'm the wind in the trees
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Would you wait for me forever (x2)
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12 Love Letters / Julie London
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·Î¸ÇƽÇÑ À½»öÀÇ ÁÙ¸® ·±´øÀÇ º¸ÄÃÀÌ µ¸º¸ÀÌ´Â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ±×³àÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'Love Letters
From J'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï. ÀÌ °îÀº 1954³â °°Àº Á¦¸ñÀÇ ¿µÈ ÁÖÁ¦°¡·Î ¾²¿´´ø °îÀ¸·Î ÇÁ·©Å©
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Love letters straight from your heart
Keep us so near while apart
I'm not alone in the night
When I can have all the love you write
I memorize every line
And I kiss the name that you signed
End darling, then I read again right from the start
Love letters straight from your heart.
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I memorize every line
And I kiss the name that you signed
End darling, then I read again right from the start
Love letters straight from your heart.
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11 I Love You For Sentimental Reasons / Laura Fygi
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µ¥ºß ¾Ù¹ü 'Bewitched' ¼ö·ÏµÈ °îÀ¸·Î ºñ´Ü°á °°ÀÌ °í¿î ·Î¶ó ÇÇÁöÀÇ º¸ÄÃÀÌ
ÀÏǰÀÎ ³ë·¡. °¢Á¾ CF ¹è°æÀ½¾ÇÀ¸·Î Àß ¾Ë·ÁÁø ÀçÁî Æ®·¢. ¿À¸®Áö³ÎÀº ³Á Å· ÄÝÀÌ
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I Love You For Sentimental Reasons
I love you for sentimental reasons
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I hope you do believe me
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I'll give you my heart
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I love you and you alone were meant for me
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Please give your loving heart to me
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And say we'll never part
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I think of you every morning
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Dream of you every night
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Darling I'm never lonely whenever you are in sight.
´ç½ÅÀ» º¼ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â µ¿¾ÈÀº ´Ü °áÄÚ ¿Ü·ÓÁö ¾Ê½À´Ï´Ù
I love you for sentimental reasons
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I hope you do believe me
´ç½ÅÀÌ Á¤¸» ³ª¸¦ ¹Ï¾îÁáÀ¸¸é ÁÁ°Ú½À´Ï´Ù
I've given you my heart
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2004-10-15(16:10)
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