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±â·ÏÀ¸·Î º» ÆË À½¾ÇÀÇ ¼¼°è: Sky
M Spirit In The Sky / Norman Greenbaum
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ »çÀÌ۵¨¸¯ ·Ï °¡¼ö '³ë¸Õ ±×¸°¹Ù¿ò'ÀÇ 1970³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û
Â÷Æ® 3À§±îÁö ±â·Ï. ±×ÀÇ ¸í¹ÝÀÌÀÚ °°Àº Á¦¸ñÀÇ ¾Ù¹ü ŸÀÌÆ²·Î ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ÁÖÁ¦·Î ÇÏ´Â
´ëÇ¥ÀûÀÎ È÷Æ®°î. ÃÖ±Ù ÀÌ °îÀ» ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ³²¼º °¡¼ö '°¡·¹¾² °ÔÀÌÃ÷'°¡ ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©Çϱ⵵
ÇßÀ½.
When I die and they lay me to rest
Gonna go to the place that's best
When they lay me down to die
Goin on up to the Spirit in the sky
Chorus:
Goin on up to the Spirit in the sky
(Spirit in the sky)
That's where I'm gonna go when I die
(When I die)
When I die and they lay me to rest
I'm gonna go to the place that's the best
Prepare yourself, you know it's a must
Gotta have a friend named Jesus
So you know that when you die
It's gonna recommend you to the Spirit in the sky
(Spirit in the sky)
Goin on up to the Spirit in the sky
That's where you're gonna go when you die
(When you die)
When I die and they lay me to rest
I'm gonna go to the place that's the best
Never been a sinner, I've never sinned
I've got a friend named Jesus
So you know that when I die
It's gonna set me up with the Spirit in the sky
M Sous Le Ciel De Paris(ÆÄ¸®ÀÇ ÇϴùØ) / Juliette Greco
+ Edith Piaf
1951³â Á¦ÀÛµÈ ÇÁ¶û½º ¿µÈ 'ÆÄ¸®ÀÇ ÇϴùØ' ÁÖÁ¦°¡·Î ¿¡µð¶ß »ß¾ÆÇÁ, ÁÙ¸®¿§
±×·¹²¿°¡ °°Àº ÇØ¿¡ ºÒ·¯ ºò È÷Æ®. ±¹³»¿¡¼´Â ÁÙ¸®¿§ ±×·¹²¿ÀÇ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®·Î À¯¸í. °¡Àå
ÇÁ¶û½º ¼§¼Û´Ù¿î ³ë·¡·Î ¿µÈ¿¡¼´Â, Àå ºê·çÅä´Ï¿¤ÀÌ ¾ÆÄÚµð¾ðÀ» ÄÑ¸é¼ ºÎ¸§.
Sous le ciel de Paris, S'envole une chanson.
Elle est nee d'aujourd'hui Dans le coeur d'un garcon.
Sous le ciel de Paris, Marchent les amoureux.
Leur bonheur se construit Sur un fait pour eux.
Sous le pont de Bercy, Un philosophe assis,
Deux musiciens, quelques badauds
Puis des gens par milliers,
ºü¸®ÀÇ ÇÏ´Ã ¹Ø¿¡´Â,
»ç¶ûÀÇ ³ë·¡¼Ò¸®°¡ È𳯸®°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
¿À´Ã ±× ³ë·¡¼Ò¸®´Â ¾î´À ¼Ò³âÀÇ ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡ ½ÏÅÕ´ä´Ï´Ù.
ºü¸®ÀÇ ÇÏ´Ã ¹Ø¿¡´Â,
¿¬ÀεéÀÌ °È°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
±×µéÀÇ ÇູÀº ¼·Î¿¡ ´ëÇÑ Áø½Ç À§¿¡ ±×·ÁÁ³´ä´Ï´Ù.
Bercy ´Ù¸® ¾Æ·¡¿£,
ÅÂÆòÇÏ°Ô ¾É¾ÆÀÖ´Â »ç¶÷ Çϳª¿Í À½¾ÇÀ»
¿¬ÁÖÇÏ´Â µÎ ¸íÀÇ ¾Ç»ç,
±×¸®°í °Å¸®¸¦ ±¸°æÇÏ´Â ¸î¸î »ç¶÷µé,
±× ¿Ü¿¡µµ ¹«¼öÈ÷ ¸¹Àº »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ÀÖ´ä´Ï´Ù.
Sous le ciel de Paris,Jusqu'au soir, vont chanter
L'hymne d'un peuple epris De sa vieille Cite
Pres de Notre-Dame, Parfois, couve un drame,
Oui, mais a Paname,Tout peut s'arranger.
Quelques rayons du ciel d'eteL'accordeon d'un marinier,
L'espoir fleurit Au ciel de Paris.
ºü¸®ÀÇ ÇÏ´Ã ¹Ø¿¡´Â,
³ëÆ®¸£´ã ¼º´ç ¿·ÀÇ À¯¼±íÀº Cite ¼¶¿¡
´ëÇÑ Á¤¿¿¡ ºÒŸ´Â »ç¶÷µéÀÌ,
¹ãÀÌ ¿Ã ¶§±îÁö Âù°¡¸¦ ³ë·¡ ÇÑ´ä´Ï´Ù.
¶§¶§·Î ¿¬±ØÀ» ÁöÄѺ¸±âµµ ÇÏÁö¿ä.
±×·¡¿ä. °á±¹ ºü¸®¿¡¼´Â ¸ðµç ÀÏÀÌ ´Ù Àß µÉ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
¿©¸§ ÇÏ´ÃÀÇ ºûÀÌ ´Ù¼Ò°£ ³²¾Æ ÀÖÀ» ¶§¸é,
¹î»ç°øÀÌ ¿¬ÁÖÇÏ´Â ¾ÆÄÚµð¾ð °¡¶ô¿¡ ¸ÂÃß¾î Èñ¸ÁÀÌ,
ºü¸®ÀÇ Çϴÿ¡¼ ²ÉÀ» ÇÇ¿ö¿ä.
Sous le ciel de Paris,Coule un fleuve joyeux.
Il endort, dans la nuit,Les clochards et les gueux.
Sous le ciel de Paris,Les oiseaux du Bon Dieu
Viennent du monde entier Pour bavarder entre eux
Et le ciel de Paris A son secret pour lui.
Depuis vingt siecles,il est epris
De notre ile Saint-Louis.
ºü¸®ÀÇ ÇÏ´Ã ¹Ø¿¡´Â,
°¹°ÀÌ Áñ°Å¿î µí È帣°í ÀÖ´ä´Ï´Ù.
¹ãÀÌ ¿À¸é ±× °¹°Àº ºÎ¶ûÀÚµé°ú °ÅÁöµéÀÇ °íÅëÀ» ´Þ·¡ÁÖÁö¿ä.
ºü¸®ÀÇ ÇÏ´Ã ¹Ø¿¡´Â,
¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î »õµéÀÌ °¢Áö¿¡¼ ³¯¾Æµé¾î ÀÚ±âµé³¢¸® ÁöÀú±Ï´ä´Ï´Ù.
¶ÇÇÑ ºü¸®ÀÇ ÇÏ´ÃÀº ±×¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ºñ¹ÐÀ» Áö´Ï°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
20¼¼±â ÀÌ·¡·Î ºü¸®´Â,
¿ì¸®ÀÇ Saint-Louis ¼¶¿¡ ´ëÇÑ »ç¶ûÀÇ Á¤¿¿¡ ºÒŸ°í ÀÖ´ä´Ï´Ù.
Quand elle lui sourit,Il met son habit bleu.
Quand il pleut sur Paris,C'est qu'il est malheureux.
Quand il est trop jaloux De ses millions d'amants,
Il fait gronder sur eux Son tonnerre eclatant
Mais le ciel de Paris n'est pas longtemps cruel...
Pour se faire pardonner,il offre un arc-en-ciel...
±× ¼¶ÀÌ ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ÇâÇØ ¹Ì¼ÒÁöÀ¸¸é,
ÇÏ´ÃÀº ÆÄ¶õ ¿ÊÀ» Â÷·Á ÀÔ¾î¿ä.
ÇÏ´ÃÀÌ ºü¸®¸¦ ÇâÇØ ºñ¸¦ ³»¸®¸é,
±×°ÍÀº ¸¶À½ÀÌ ¾ÆÇÁ´Ù´Â ÀÌÀ¯¶ø´Ï´Ù.
±×°¡ ¼ö¸¹Àº ¿¬ÀεéÀ» ½ÉÇÏ°Ô ÁúÅõÇÏ°Ô µÇ¸é,
±×´Â ±×µéÀ» ÇâÇØ ÅÍÁú µíÇÑ ÃµµÕ¼Ò¸®¸¦ ¿ï·Á´ëÁÒ.
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ºü¸®ÀÇ ÇÏ´ÃÀº ¸ÅÁ¤ÇÔÀÌ ¿À·¡°¡Áö ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä...
¿ë¼¸¦ ¹Þ±â À§ÇØ ±×´Â ¹«Áö°³¸¦ º¸¿©Áִϱî¿ä...
M Cielito Lindo(¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ÇÏ´Ã) / Trini Lopez
¸ß½ÃÄÚ°è ¹Ì±¹ÀÎ Æ®¸®´Ï ·ÎÆäÁîÀÇ 1971³â ÀÛǰ. 18¼¼±â ¸ß½ÃÄÚ ¹Î¿ä¸¦ Æ®¸®´Ï
·ÎÆäÁî°¡ ¸ÚÁö°Ô ºÒ·¶À½. °°Àº Á¦¸ñÀÇ ¾Ù¹ü ŸÀÌÆ²¿¡ ¼ö·Ï. ÀÌ °îÀº ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó Áß·°íµîÇб³
À½¾Ç±³°ú¼¿¡ ½Ç·È´ø ´ëÇ¥ÀûÀÎ ¸ß½ÃÄÚ ¹Î¿äÀÓ.
De la sierra morena,
Cielito Lindo,
vienen bajando.
Un par de ojitos negros,
Cielito Lindo,
de contrabando.
CORO:
Ay, ay, ay, ayy!
Cata y no llores,
porque cantando se alegran,
Cielito Lindo,
los corazones
Si tu mama te dice,
cielito lindo
Cierra la puerta
haz como que la cierras,
cielito lindo,
y ¡dejala abierta!
CORO:
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
Canta y no llores
porque cantando se allegran,
Cielito Lindo, los corazones.
Pajaro que abandona, cielito lindo
se primer nido......
Vuelve y lo halla ocupado, cielito lindo,
Bien merecido!
CORO:
Ay,ay, ay, ay!
Canta y no llores
porque cantando se allegran,
Cielito Lindo,
los corazones.
M Lucy In The Sky With Diamond / Elton John
¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ³²¼º °¡¼ö '¿¤Æ° Á¸'ÀÇ 1974³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ®
2ÁÖ µ¿¾È No.1À» ±â·ÏÇß´ø ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ÁÖÁ¦·Î ÇÑ ´ëÇ¥ÀûÀÎ ³ë·¡. ±×ÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'Elton John's
Greatest Hits, Volume 2'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï. ¿ø°îÀº ºñƲÁî·Î 1967³â 'Sgt. Pepper's Lonely
Hearts Club Band' ¾Ù¹ü¿¡ ¼ö·Ï.
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
° À§ÀÇ ¹è ¾È¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ´ç½ÅÀ» ±×·Á º¸¶ó.
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
¿À·»Áö ³ª¹«¿Í ¸¶¸Ö·¹À̵åÇϴðú ÇÔ²².
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
´©±º°¡°¡ ³Ê¸¦ ºÎ¸£°í ³Í ¾ÆÁÖ ÃµÃµÈ÷ ´ë´äÇÑ´Ù.
A girl with caleidoscope eyes.
¸¸È°æ °°Àº ´«À» °¡Áø ¾î¶² ¼Ò³à.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green, Towering over your head.
³ë¶õ»ö°ú ¿¬µÎ»öÀÇ ¼¿·ÎÆÇ ²ÉµéÀÌ ³ÊÀÇ ¸Ó¸® À§·Î ³¯¾Æ¿À¸¥´Ù.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes, And she's gone.
žçÀ» ´«¿¡ ´ã°í ÀÖ´Â ¼Ò³à¸¦ ã¾Æ¶ó, ±×·¯³ª ±×³à´Â ¾ø´Ù.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah, ah
´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå¿Í ÇÔ²² Çϴÿ¡ ÀÖ´Â ·ç½Ã..¾Æ¾Æ..
Follow her down to a bridge by the fountain,
±× »ù ¿·ÀÇ ´Ù¸®·Î ±×³à¸¦ µû¶ó ³»·Á°¡¶ó.
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.
ȸÀü¸ñ¸¶¸¦ Ÿ´Â »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¸¶½Ã¸á·Î¿ì ÆÄÀ̸¦ ¸Ô´Â °÷À¸·Î.
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers, That grow so incredibly high.
¸ðµÎ ²É »çÀÌ·Î Èê·¯ ³»·Á°¡´Â ³Î º¸¸ç ¿ô´Â´Ù, (±× ²ÉÀº) ¹Ï¾îÁöÁö ¾ÊÀ» Á¤µµ·Î
»¡¸® ÀÚ¶õ´Ù.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore, Waiting to take you away
½Å¹® Åý𡠳Πµ¥·Á°¡±â À§ÇØ ¹Ù´å°¡¿¡ ³ªÅ¸³´Ù.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds, And you're gone.
³ÊÀÇ ¸Ó¸®°¡ ±¸¸§¿¡ ½ÎÀΠä·Î »êµîÀ¸·Î ¿À¸£°í, ³Í ¾ø´Ù.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah, ah
´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå¿Í ÇÔ²² Çϴÿ¡ ÀÖ´Â ·ç½Ã..¾Æ¾Æ..
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
¿ª ¾ÈÀÇ ±âÂ÷ ¾È¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ³Î ±×·Áº¸¾Æ¶ó.
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
À¯¸®Ã³·³ º¸ÀÌ´Â ³ØÅ¸À̸¦ ÇÑ Á¡Åä·Î ¸¸µç Áü²Û°ú ÇÔ²²,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile, The girl with caleidoscope eyes.
°©ÀÚ±â ȸÀü¹®ÀÌ ÀÖ´Â °÷¿¡ ´©±º°¡°¡ ÀÖ´Ù, ¸¸È°æ ´«À» °¡Áø ¼Ò³à.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah, ah
´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå¿Í ÇÔ²² Çϴÿ¡ ÀÖ´Â ·ç½Ã..¾Æ¾Æ..
M See The Sky About To Rain / Neil Young
ij³ª´Ù Ãâ½ÅÀÇ '´Ò ¿µ'ÀÇ 1974³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿Í »ó°ü¾øÀÌ ±¹³»¿¡¼
Àº±ÙÈ÷ Àα⸦ ¾ò¾ú´ø ³ë·¡. °ÅÀÇ ¼Ò°³µÈ ¹Ù ¾ø´Â °îÀ¸·Î ±×ÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'On The Beach'¿¡
¼ö·ÏµÈ ³ë·¡.
See the sky about to rain,
broken clouds and rain.
Locomotive, pull the train,
whistle blowing
through my brain.
Signals curling on an open plain,
rolling down the track again.
See the sky about to rain.
Some are bound for happiness,
some are bound to glory
Some are bound to live with less,
who can tell your story?
See the sky about to rain,
broken clouds and rain.
Locomotive, pull the train,
whistle blowin'
through my brain.
Signals curlin' on an open plain,
rollin' down the track again.
See the sky about to rain.
I was down in Dixie Land,
played a silver fiddle
Played it loud and then the man
broke it down the middle.
See the sky about to rain.
M Sky High / Jigsaw
¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË ±×·ìÀ¸·Î 1975³â ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 3À§±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø ³ë·¡. ÆÀÀÇ
º¸Äø®½ºÆ® 'µ¥½º ´ÙÀ̾î'ÀÇ °³¼º ÀÖ´Â º¸Äðú Åä´Ï Ä·º§ÀÇ È¯»óÀûÀÎ ºÐÀ§±âÀÇ ±âŸ
¿¬ÁÖ°¡ ÀÏǰÀÎ ³ë·¡.
Blown Round By The Wind
Thrown Down In a Spin
I Gave You Love
I Thought That We Had Made It To The Top
I Gave You All I Had To Give
Why Did It Have To Stop
You've Blown It All Sky High
By Telling Me a Lie
Without a Reason Why
You've Blown It All Sky High
You, You've Blown It All Sky High
Our Love Had Wings To Fly
We Could Have Touched The Sky
You've Blown It All Sky High
Up Round I've Flown
Then Down Down Like a Stone
*repeat
I Gave You Love
I Thought That We Had Made It To The Top
I Gave You All I Had To Give
Why Did It Have To Stop
You've Blown It All Sky High
By Telling Me a Lie
Without a Reason Why
You've Blown It All Sky High
You, You've Blown It All Sky High
Our Love Had Wings To Fly
We Could Have Touched The Sky
You've Blown It All Sky High
You've Blown It All Sky High
By Telling Me a Lie
Without a Reason Why
You've Blown It All Sky High...(fade out)
M Riders In The Sky / Outlaws
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ¼´ø ·Ï ¹êµå 'Outlaws(¹«¹ýÀÚ)'°¡ 1981³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î
½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 31À§ ±â·Ï. À̵éÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'Ghost Riders'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ °îÀ¸·Î ¸¶Ä¡ ¼ºÎ ¿µÈÀÇ
ÇÑ Àå¸éÀ» º¸´Â µíÇÑ ´À³¦À» ÁÖ´Â °î. ¿À¸®Áö³ÎÀº 'º» ¸ó·Î'°¡ 1949³â ¹ßÇ¥Çß´ø °îÀ¸·Î
±¹³»¿¡¼´Â Ž Á¸½ºÀÇ ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© °îÀ¸·Îµµ ´ëÁßÀÇ »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½.
An old cowpoke went riding out
One dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested
As he went along his way
È帮°í ¹Ù¶÷ ºÎ´Â ¾î´À ³¯
¸»À» Ÿ°í ³ª°£ Ä«¿ìº¸ÀÌ´Â
±æÀ» °¡´ø µµÁß
»êµî¼ºÀÌ¿¡¼ ½¬°í ÀÖ¾úÁö
When all at once a mighty herd
Of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw
±× ¶§ µ¹¿¬ ³ªÅ¸³
ºÓÀº ´«ÀÇ °Å´ëÇÑ ¼Ò¶¼°¡
°ÅÄ£ ÇÏ´ÃÀ» °¡¸£¸ç
±¸¸§ »çÀ̸¦ ³¯°í ÀÖ¾ú³×
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
A ghost herd in the sky
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ´Þ¸®´Â À¯·É ¼Ò¶¼µé
Their brands were still on fire
And their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny
And their hot breath he could feel
³«ÀÎÀº ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ºÒŸ ¿À¸£°í
¹ß±ÁÀº °Ã¶·Î ¸¸µé¾îÁ® ÀÖ¾ú¾î
°ËÀº »ÔÀº ºûÀ» ¹ßÇϰí
¶ß°Å¿î ÀԱ赵 ´À³¥ ¼ö ÀÖ¾úÁö
A bolt of fear went through him
As he looked up in the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard
And he heard their mournful cry
ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ¹Ù¶ó º¸´ø
±×¿¡°Ô´Â °øÆ÷°¡ ¾ö½ÀÇß¾î
ºñÅëÇÑ ¿ïÀ½ ¼Ò¸®¿Í ÇÔ²²
À¯·ÉµéÀÌ ±×¿¡°Ô ´Ù°¡¿À°í ÀÖ¾ú´ø °Å¾ß
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
Ghost riders in the sky
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ´Þ¸®´Â À¯·Éµé
Their faces gaunt
Their eyes were blurred
Their shirts all soaked with sweat
They"re riding hard to catch that herd
But they ain"t caught "em yet
¾ó±¼Àº ¼öôÇϰí
´«ºûÀº È帴ÇÑ ±× À¯·ÉµéÀÇ
¿ÊÀº ¶¡À¸·Î Èì»¶ Á¥Àº ä
¼Ò¶¼¸¦ ÂѰí ÀÖ¾úÁö¸¸
¾ÆÁ÷ ÀâÁö ¸øÇß¾î
Cause they"ve got to ride forever on
That range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry
±×µéÀº ³ÆøÇÑ ¸»¿¡ ¿Ã¶ó
ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ³¯¸ç ¿µ¿øÅä·Ï
¸»À» Ÿ¾ß ÇÒ ¿î¸íÀ̴ϱî
ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ³ª´Â Àú ¼Ò¸®¸¦ µé¾î ºÁ
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
Ghost riders in the sky
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ´Þ¸®´Â À¯·Éµé
As the riders loped on by him
He heard one call his name
À¯·ÉÀÌ ¼ºÅ¼ºÅ ´Ù°¡¿Í
±×ÀÇ À̸§À» ºÒ·¶³×
"If you want to save your soul from Hell
a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today
Or with us you will ride
trying to catch the Devil"s herd
across these endless skies."
"¿ì¸®Ã³·³ ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ³¯¾Æ¾ß ÇÏ´Â
Áö¿ÁÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ¿µÈ¥À» ±¸ÇÏ°í ½Í°Åµç
¿À´ÃºÎÅÍ ¸¶À½À» °íÃÄ ¸ÔÀ¸½Ã¿À.
±×·¸Áö ¾ÊÀ¸¸é ÀÌ ³¡¾ø´Â Çϴÿ¡¼
¿ì¸®¿Í ÇÔ²² ¿µ¿øÈ÷
¾Ç¸¶ÀÇ ¼Ò¶¼¸¦ ¸ô¾Æ¾ß ÇÒ °Å¿ä."
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
Ghost riders in the sky
Yippee-yi-ya, yippee-yi-yo
ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ´Þ¸®´Â À¯·Éµé
M Eye In the Sky / Alan Parsons Project
1982³â °îÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 3À§ ±â·Ï. ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÇÁ·ÎÁ§Æ® µà¿À·Î °°Àº
Á¦¸ñÀÇ ¾Ù¹ü ŸÀÌÆ²°îÀ¸·Î ÇÏ´ÃÀ» ÁÖÁ¦·Î ´ãÀº ³ë·¡. Űº¸µð½ºÆ®ÀÌÀÚ ÇÁ·Îµà¼ °â
»ç¿îµå ¿£Áö´Ï¾î ¾Ë¶õ ÆÄ½¼½º¿Í º¸Äø®½ºÆ®ÀÎ ¿¡¸¯ ¿ïÇÁ½¼À¸·Î ±¸¼ºµÈ µà¿À.
Don't think that sorry's easily said
¹Ì¾ÈÇÏ´Ü ¸»ÀÌ ½±´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏÁö ¸»¾Æ¿ä
Don't try turning tables instead
»óȲÀ» ¹Ù²Ù·Á°í ÇÏÁöµµ ¸»¾Æ¿ä
You've taken lots of chances before
´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ±âȸ¸¦ ¸¹ÀÌ ÁÖ¾úÁö¸¸
But I ain't gonna give any more
ÀÌÁ¦ ´õ ÀÌ»ó ÁÖÁö ¾Ê°Ú½À´Ï´Ù
Don't ask me
³»°Ô ¹¯Áö ¸»¾Æ¿ä
That's how it goes
¼¼»ó»ç´Â °Ô ´Ù ±×·± °Ì´Ï´Ù
Cause part of me knows
´ç½Å »ý°¢À» ³ªµµ
what you're thinking
Á¶±ÝÀº ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä
Don't say words you're gonna regret
ÈÄȸÇÒ ¸»Àº ÇÏÁö ¸»¾Æ¿ä
Don't let the fire rush to your head
ÈïºÐÇÏÁöµµ ¸»¾Æ¿ä
I've heard the accusation before
±×·± ºñ³Àº ¸¹ÀÌ µé¾î ¿Ô½À´Ï´Ù
And I ain't gonna take any more
´õ ÀÌ»óÀº ¹Þ¾ÆµéÀÏ ¼ö°¡ ¾ø½À´Ï´Ù
Believe me
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The sun in your eyes
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made some of the lies worth believing
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I am the eye in the sky looking at you
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I can read your mind
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I am the maker of rules
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dealing with fools
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I can cheat you blind
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And I don't need to see any more
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to know that I can read your mind
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I can read your mind
³ ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¼Ó¸¶À½À» ¾Ë°í ÀÖÀ¸´Ï±î¿ä
Don't leave false illusions behind
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Don't cry
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Cause I ain't changing my mind
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So find another fool like before
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Cause I ain't gonna live anymore
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believing some of the lies
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while all of the signs are deceiving
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I am the eye in the sky looking at you
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I can read your mind
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I am the maker of rules
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dealing with fools
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I can cheat you blind
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And I don't need to see any more
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to know that I can read your mind
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I can read your mind
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M Ribbon In The Sky / Stevie Wonder
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Ä£±ÙÇÑ º¸Äðú °í¿î ¸á·Îµð ¿¬ÁÖ°¡ ÀÏǰ.
Oh so long for this night I prayed
That a star would guide you my way
To share with me this special day
Where a ribbon¡¯s in the sky for our love
If allowed may I touch your hand
And if pleased may I once again
So that you too will understand
There¡¯s a ribbon in the sky for our love
Do...do...
Do do do do do...
Hmm hmm...
This is not a coincidence
And far more than a lucky chance
But what is that was always meant
Is our ribbon in the sky for our love, love
We can¡¯t lose with God on our side
We¡¯ll find strength in each tear we cry
From now on it will be you and i
And our ribbon in the sky
Ribbon in the sky
A ribbon in the sky for our love
Do...do...
Do do do do do...
Hmm hmm...
There¡¯s a ribbon in the sky for our love
M Bones In The Sky / Dan Fogelberg
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ȯ°æº¸Àü±â±Ý ¸¶·ÃÀ» À§ÇÑ ¾Ù¹ü 'The Wild Places'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï.
Up through the branches
The stars shine above
On the arroyos
And mesas you loved
And as the moon rises
The black mountain mourns
For the old friend
He'll look on no more
Jacks-In-The-Pulpit
Bones in the sky
Long winding rivers
That never ran dry
And the secrets she gathered
From the wild blowing sands
Breathed in her heart
And her hands
I sing to your spirit
Where all my dreams dwell
The vision, the freedom
The life lived so well
And I sing in your canyons
And the echoes ring clear
And I wish somehow
You may still hear
2004-10-15(16:10)
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