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        2004³â 10¿ù 23ÀÏ Åä¿äÀÏ °ñµç µð½ºÅ©

 

        Çѱ¹ÀÎÀÌ ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏ´Â ÆË ¹ß¶óµå(200,050¸í)

 

73(2003³â #511) Casablanca / Bertie Higgins(19Ç¥)

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË °¡¼öÀÎ '¹öƼ È÷±ä½º'ÀÇ 1981³â ÀÛǰ. Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿£ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó¿¡¼­ ºò È÷Æ®. µ¥ºß ¾Ù¹ü 'Just Another Day In Paradise' ¼ö·Ï. 1942³â ÇèÇÁ¸® º¸°¡Æ®, Àױ׸®µå ¹ö±×¸¸ ÁÖ¿¬ÀÇ Èæ¹é ¿µÈ­ 'Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«'À» º» ÈÄ ¸¸µç °î.

 2002³â #134À§ ±â·Ï.

 

I fell in love with you

ºÒºûÀÌ ¹Ý¦°Å¸®´Â

watching Casablanca

¾ß¿Ü ±ØÀåÀÇ µÞÁÙ¿¡¼­

Back row of the drive in show

Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«¸¦ º¸¸é¼­

in the flickering light

´ç½Å°ú »ç¶û¿¡ ºüÁ³½À´Ï´Ù

 

Popcorn and cokes beneath the stars

 

ÆËÄܰú Äݶó´Â º°ºû ¾Æ·¡¼­

became champagne and caviar

¼¤ÆäÀΰú ijºñ¾ÆÃ³·³ º¸¿´°í

making love on a long

¿ì¸° ¶ß°Å¿î ±ä ¿©¸§¹ã

hot summers night

»ç¶ûÀ» ³ª´©¾úÁÒ

 

I thought you fell in love with me

Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«¸¦ º¸¸é¼­

watching Casablanca

´ç½Å°ú »ç¶û¿¡ ºüÁ³´Ù°í »ý°¢Çß½À´Ï´Ù

Holding hands beneath the paddle fans

ÃÐºÒ ÄÑÁø RickÀÇ Ä«Æä¿¡¼­

in Rick's Candle-lit cafe

µ¹¾Æ°¡´Â ¼±Ç³±â ¾Æ·¡ ¼ÕÀ» Àâ¾ÒÁÒ

 

Hiding in the shadows from the spies

À¸½»ÇÑ °÷¿¡¼­ »ç¶÷µéÀÇ ´«À» ÇÇÇØ°¡¸ç

Moroccan moonlight in your eyes

 

¸ð·ÎÄÚÀÇ ´ÞºûÀÌ °¨µµ´Â ´ç½ÅÀÇ ´«

making magic at the movies

¿µÈ­¸¦ º¸·¯ °¬´Ù°¡ ³°Àº ³» ¼Îº¸·¹¿¡¼­

in my old chevrolet

¸¶¼ú °°Àº °æÇèÀ» Çß½À´Ï´Ù

 

Oh a kiss is still a kiss in Casablanca

Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«¿¡ÀÇ Å°½º´Â ÀØÀ» ¼ö°¡ ¾øÁö¸¸

But a kiss is not a kiss without your sigh

´ç½ÅÀÇ ¼û°á ¾ø´Â Ű½º´Â Ű½º°¡ ¾Æ´ÏÁÒ

Please come back to me in Casablanca

Á¦¹ß Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«·Î ´Ù½Ã µ¹¾Æ¿À¼¼¿ä

I love you more and more each day

½Ã°£ÀÌ Áö³¯¼ö·Ï ³¯ÀÌ¸é ³¯¸¶´Ù

as time goes by

³ª´Â ´ç½ÅÀ» ´õ¿í »ç¶ûÇÕ´Ï´Ù

 

I guess there're many

 

Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«¿¡´Â »ç¶ûÀÇ »óó¸¦

broken hearts in Casablanca

ÀÔÀº ¿¬ÀεéÀÌ ¸¹ÀÌ ÀÖÀ» °Ì´Ï´Ù

You know I've never really been there

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³­ ±×·± ÀûÀÌ ¾ø½À´Ï´Ù

So, I don't know

±×·¡¼­ ³­ Àß ¸ð¸£°Ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

 

I guess our love story will never

¿ì¸®ÀÇ »ç¶û À̾߱Ⱑ

be seen on the big wide silver screen

³Îµû¶õ Àº¸·¿¡¼­ º¸¿©ÁöÁö´Â ¾Ê°ÚÁÒ

But it hurt just as bad

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¶°³ª°¡´Â °É º¸¸é

When I had to watch you go

±×·¸°Ô ¸¶À½ÀÌ ¾ÆÇà ¼ö°¡ ¾ø½À´Ï´Ù

 

Oh a kiss is still a kiss in Casablanca

 

Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«¿¡ÀÇ Å°½º´Â ÀØÀ» ¼ö°¡ ¾øÁö¸¸

But a kiss is not a kiss without your sigh

´ç½ÅÀÇ ¼û°á ¾ø´Â Ű½º´Â Ű½º°¡ ¾Æ´ÏÁÒ

Please come back to me in Casablanca

Á¦¹ß Ä«»çºí¶ûÄ«·Î ´Ù½Ã µ¹¾Æ¿À¼¼¿ä

I love you more and more each day

½Ã°£ÀÌ Áö³¯¼ö·Ï ³¯ÀÌ¸é ³¯¸¶´Ù

as time goes by

³ª´Â ´ç½ÅÀ» ´õ¿í »ç¶ûÇÕ´Ï´Ù

 

74(2003³â #542) Scarborough Fair / Sarah Brightman(18Ç¥)

 ¿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.

 2002³â¿£ ¼øÀ§¿¡ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÀ½.

 

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)

 

 

75(2003³â #567) Angel Eyes / Sting(16Ç¥)

 ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ³²¼º ÆË °¡¼ö '½ºÆÃ'ÀÇ 1995³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© °î. ´ÏÄÝ¶ó½º ÄÉÀÌÁö, ¿¤¸®ÀÚº£½º ½´ ÁÖ¿¬ ¿µÈ­ '¶ó½ºº£À̰Žº¸¦ ¶°³ª¸ç'ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦°¡. ¿À¸®Áö³ÎÀº ¿¤¶ó ÇÇÃ÷Á¦·²µå·Î 1950³â´ë ÀÛǰ.

 2002³â¿£ #562À§ ±â·Ï.

 

Have you ever had the feeling

that the world's gone and left you behind?

Have you ever had the feeling

that you're that close to losing your mind?

ÀÌ·± ´À³¦ °Þ¾îº» ÀûÀÌ ÀÖ³ª¿ä?

´ç½Å È¥ÀÚ ³»¹ö·Á µÎ°í ¼¼»óÀÌ »ç¶óÁø µíÇÑ ´À³¦À»

ÀÌ·± ´À³¦ ´À²¸º» ÀûÀÌ ÀÖ³ª¿ä

Á¤½ÅÀÌ ¿ÏÀüÈ÷ ºüÁ®³ª°£ µíÇÑ ´À³¦À»

 

You look around each corner

hoping let she's there

You try to play it cool perhaps

pretend that you don't care.

´ç½ÅÀº ±¸¼®±¸¼®À» µ¹¾Æ´Ù´ÏÁÒ.

±×³à°¡ ±×°÷¿¡ Àֱ⸦ ¹Ù¶ó¸é¼­.

´ç½ÅÀº ±×°ÍÀÌ Àç¹ÌÀִ ôÇÏ·Á ¾Ö¾²ÁÒ.

¾Æ¸¶, ½Å°æ ¾²Áö ¾Ê´Â µí Çϸ鼭.

 

But it doesn't do a bit of good.

You got to seek,

till you find I'll never run away.

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×°ÍÀº Á¶±Ýµµ ÁÁÀ»°Ô ¾øÁö¿ä

´ç½ÅÀº ã¾ÆºÁ¾ß ÇØ¿ä,

³»°¡ °áÄÚ ´Þ¾Æ³ªÁö ¾ÊÀ» °Å¶ó´Â °ÍÀ» ¾È´Ù¸é,

 

Try to think, but looks not around.

Still it's uncomfortably near,

my own heart in gain and no ground. Because my angel eyes ain't you.

Angel eyes that old devil sent

they grow unbearably bright,

need I say. But my love is misspent. misspent with angel eyes tonight.

»ý°¢ÇÏ·Á°í ¾Ö½á º¸¼¼¿ä, ÁÖÀ§¸¦ Áö³ªÄ¡Áö ¸»°í.

¾ÆÁ÷Àº ºÒÆíÇÒ Á¤µµ·Î °¡±îÀÌ ÀÖ´ä´Ï´Ù.

³» ¸¶À½À» ÀÒÁö ¾Ê°í, ¾òÀ» ¼ö ÀÖÀ» Á¤µµ·Î

³ªÀÇ Ãµ»çÀÇ ´«Àº ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï±â ¶§¹®ÀÌÁÒ.

´ÄÀº ¾Ç¸¶ÀÇ ³¿»õ¸¶Àú dz±â´Â õ»çÀÇ ´«µ¿ÀÚ¿©.

ÂüÀ» ¼ö ¾øÀ» Á¤µµ·Î ¹à°Ô ºû³ª´Â µÎ ´«Àº

³»°¡ ¸»ÇÏ´Â °ÍÀ» ÇÊ¿ä·Î ÇØ¿ä.

±×·¯³ª ³» »ç¶ûÀº ¿À´Ã ¹ãµµ õ»çÀÇ ´«À¸·Î ¸ÅÃáÀ» ÇØ¿ä.

 

So drink of all you people .

All the anything you see.

Have fun you happy people.

But drink and the lefts are new.

Pardon me but I got to run.

±×·¯´Ï ´ç½Å ¸ðµÎµé, Âß µéÀ̸¶½Ã¼¼¿ä.

´ç½ÅµéÀÌ ¿øÇÏ´Â °ÍÀº ¹¹µçÁö.

Áñ±â¼¼¿ä, ´ç½ÅÀº ÇູÇÑ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ¿¹¿ä

±×·¯³ª ¸¶¼Åµµ »õ·Î¿î °ÍÀº ³²¾ÆÀÖ¾î¿ä

¹Ì¾ÈÇØ¿ä, °¡ºÁ¾ß°Ú±º¿ä.

 

You vex uncomfortably clear.

Got to find who's now No. 1.

And while my angel eyes ain't you.

Tell me while my angel eyes ain't you.

Ask him while my angel eyes ain't you. Excuse me while I disappear,

´ç½ÅÀº ºÒÄèÇÏ°Ô ±ú²ýÇÏ¿© ¼º°¡¼Å¿ä.

ÀÌÁ¦ Á¦ÀÏ ÁÁÀº »ç¶÷À» ã¾Æ¾ß°Ú¾î¿ä.

±×¸®°í ³ªÀÇ Ãµ»çÀÇ ´«Àº ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´ÏÁö¿ä

³ªÀÇ Ãµ»çÀÇ ´«Àº ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó´Â °É ¸»ÇØ¿ä

±×¿¡°Ô ³ªÀÇ Ãµ»çÀÇ ´«ÀÌ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó´Â °É ¾ê±âÇØ¿ä.

½Ç·ÊÇϰڽÀ´Ï´Ù. Àá½Ã ÀÚ¸® ¶°³³´Ï´Ù.

 

76(2003³â 572)  One More Time / Laura Pausini(15Ç¥)

 ÀÌÅ»¸®¾Æ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ Ä­¼Ò³× °¡¼ö '¶ó¿ì¶ó ºü¿ìÁö´Ï'ÀÇ 1999³â ÀÛǰ. ¿µ¹Ì±Ç ÆË À½¾Ç±Ç¿¡¼­ Ȱµ¿Çϱâ À§ÇØ ¿µ¾î·Î ºÒ·¶´ø °îÀ¸·Î Äɺó ÄÚ½ºÆ®³Ê ÁÖ¿¬ ¿µÈ­ 'º´¼ÓÀÇ ÆíÁö(Message In A Bottle)'ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦°¡. ¶ó¿ì¶ó ºü¿ìÁö´ÏÀÇ ¾ÖÁ¶¶í º¸ÄÃÀÌ ÀÏǰÀÎ ³ë·¡.

 2002³â¿£ 662À§ ±â·Ï.

 

Nothing I must do

¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ÇØ¾ß ÇÒ ÀÏÀÌ ¾ø¾î¿ä

Nowhere I should be

¾îµð¿¡ ³»°¡ ÀÖ¾î¾ß ÇÒ±î¿ä

No one in my life

³ª À̿ܿ¡´Â ´ë´äÇØ ÁÙ À̰¡

To answer to but me

ÀÌ ¼¼»ó¿¡´Â ¾Æ¹«µµ ¾ø¾î¿ä

No more candlelight

´õ ÀÌ»ó Ãкҵµ..

No more purple skies

´õ ÀÌ»ó ÀÚÁÖºûÀÇ Çϴõµ..

No one to be near

³»¸¶À½ÀÌ ÃµÃµÈ÷ ½ÄÀ¸¸é¼­

As my heart slowly dies

³»°ç¿¡´Â ¾Æ¹«µµ ¾ø¾î¿ä

 

If I could hold you

¸¸¾à ´ç½ÅÀ» Çѹø¸¸

one more time

³ªÀÇ »ç¶÷À̾úÀ» ¶§Ã³·³

like in the days

Çѹø¸¸ ´õ ¾È¾Æ º¼ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é,

when you were mine

³» °ç¿¡ ¸Ó¹° ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï

I"d look at you

´ç½ÅÀ» º¸Áö ¸øÇÏ°Ô µÉ

"till I was blind

±× ¼ø°£±îÁö

So you would stay

´ç½ÅÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¼ÅÙµ¥..

I"d say a prayer

¾î¸° ¾ÆÀÌó·³ ±× ¼ø°£À»

each time you"d smile

¼ÒÁßÈ÷ °£Á÷Çϸ鼭

Cradle the moments

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» ¶§¸¶´Ù

like a child

±âµµÇϰí.

I"d stop the world

´ç½ÅÀ» ÇÑ ¹ø¸¸

if only I Could hold you

´õ ¾È¾Æº¼ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é

one more time

ÀÌ ¼¼»óÀ» ¸ØÃßµµ·Ï ÇÒÅÙµ¥..

 

I"ve memorized your face

´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸ð½ÀÀ» ±â¾ïÇϰí ÀÖ¾î¿ä

I know your touch by heart

¼Õ±æÀ» ¸¶À½ ¼Ó ±íÀÌ °£Á÷Çϰí ÀÖÁö¿ä

Still lost in your embrace

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾îµð¿¡ ÀÖÀ»±î »ý°¢Çϸ鼭

I"d dream of where you are

¿©ÀüÈ÷ ´ç½ÅÀÇ Ç°¾È¿¡¼­ ±æÀ» ÀÒ°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä

I came up where you are

´ç½ÅÀÌ ÀÖ´Â °÷À¸·Î ´Ù°¡°¬Áö¿ä..

If I could hold you

¸¸¾à ´ç½ÅÀ» Çѹø¸¸

one more time

³ªÀÇ »ç¶÷À̾úÀ» ¶§Ã³·³

like in the days

Çѹø¸¸ ´õ ¾È¾Æ º¼ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é,

when you were mine

³» °ç¿¡ ¸Ó¹° ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï

I"d look at you

´ç½ÅÀ» º¸Áö ¸øÇÏ°Ô µÉ

"till I was blind

±× ¼ø°£±îÁö

 So you would stay

´ç½ÅÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¼ÅÙµ¥..

I"d say a prayer

¾î¸° ¾ÆÀÌó·³ ±× ¼ø°£À»

each time you"d smile

¼ÒÁßÈ÷ °£Á÷Çϸ鼭

Cradle the moments

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» ¶§¸¶´Ù

like a child

±âµµÇϰí.

I"d stop the world

´ç½ÅÀ» ÇÑ ¹ø¸¸

if only I Could hold you

´õ ¾È¾Æº¼ ¼öÀÖ´Ù¸é

one more time

ÀÌ ¼¼»óÀ» ¸ØÃßµµ·Ï ÇÒÅÙµ¥............

 

77(2003³â #620) Words / Boyzone(14Ç¥)

 ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ 5ÀÎÁ¶ º¸ÀÌ ¹êµå 'º¸ÀÌÁ¸'ÀÇ 1996³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î UK Â÷Æ® Á¤»ó±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø ³ë·¡. ºñÁö½ºÀÇ 1968³â °îÀ» Çö´ëÀûÀÎ ºÐÀ§±â·Î ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©ÇØ ´ëÁßÀÇ »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½. ¸â¹ö Àü¿øÀÇ º¸ÄÃÈ­À½ÀÌ ÀÏǰ.

 2002³â¿£ #592À§ ±â·Ï.

 

Smile and ever lasting smile a smile can bring you near to me

Don't ever let me find you gone

Cause that would bring a tear to me

¹Ì¼Ò, ¿µ¿øÈ÷ Áö¼ÓµÉ ¹Ì¼Ò ¸¸ÀÌ ³» °ç¿¡

´ç½ÅÀ» ¿À°Ô ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î¿ä

°áÄÚ ³»°¡ ´ç½ÅÀ» ãÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï ÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä

±×°ÍÀÌ ¹Ù·Î ³ª¸¦ ¾ÆÇÁ°Ô Çϴϱî¿ä

 

This world has lost it's glory

Let's start a brand new story now my love

you think that I don't even mean a single word I say

it's only words and words are all I have to take your heart away

ÀÌ ¼¼»óÀº ±¤¸íÀ» ÀÒ¾î ¹ö·È¾î¿ä

ÀÌÁ¦ »õ·Î¿î À̾߱⸦ ½ÃÀÛÇØºÁ¿ä, ³ªÀÇ »ç¶û

´ç½ÅÀº ³»°¡ ÇÏ´Â ÇѸ¶µðµµ ÀǹÌÁ¶Â÷ ¾ø´Ù°í ÇÏÁö¿ä

¿ÀÁ÷ ¸»»ÓÀÌ°í ¸»Àº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸¶À½À» »©¾Ñ±â À§ÇÑ ÀüºÎ¿¹¿ä

 

You talk in ever lasting words and dedicate them all to me

And I will give you all my life I'm here if you should call to me

You think that I don't even mean a single word say

it's only words and words are all I have to take your heart a way

It's only words and words are all I have to take your heart a way

Da da da da da da da

¿µ¿øÇÑ ¸»·Î À̾߱âÇØ¿ä ±×¸®°í ±×°ÍµéÀº ³ª¿¡°Ô ÁÖ¼¼¿ä

±×·¯¸é ³ªÀÇ »îÀº ¸ðµÎ ´ç½Å²² µå¸®°Ú¾î¿ä

´ç½ÅÀÌ ³ª¸¦ ºÎ¸¥´Ù¸é ³­ ¿©±âÀÖ°Ú¾î¿ä

´ç½ÅÀº ³»°¡ ÇÏ´Â ÇѸ¶µðµµ ÀǹÌÁ¶Â÷ ¾ø´Ù°í ÇÏÁö¿ä

¿ÀÁ÷ ¸»»ÓÀÌ°í ¸»Àº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸¶À½À» »©¾Ñ±â À§ÇÑ ÀüºÎ¿¹¿ä

¿ÀÁ÷ ¸»»ÓÀÌ°í ¸»Àº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸¶À½À» »©¾Ñ±â À§ÇÑ ÀüºÎ¿¹¿ä

´Ù´Ù´Ù´Ù´Ù´Ù´Ù

 

This world has lost it's glory

Let's start a brand new story now my love

you think that I don't even mean a single word I say

it's only words and words are all I have to take your heart away

It's only words and words are all I have to take your heart away

ÀÌ ¼¼»óÀº ±¤¸íÀ» ÀÒ¾î ¹ö·È¾î¿ä

ÀÌÁ¦ »õ·Î¿î À̾߱⸦ ½ÃÀÛÇØºÁ¿ä, ³ªÀÇ »ç¶û

´ç½ÅÀº ³»°¡ ÇÏ´Â ÇѸ¶µðµµ ÀǹÌÁ¶Â÷ ¾ø´Ù°í ÇÏÁö¿ä

¿ÀÁ÷ ¸»»ÓÀÌ°í ¸»Àº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸¶À½À» »©¾Ñ±â À§ÇÑ ÀüºÎ¿¹¿ä

¿ÀÁ÷ ¸»»ÓÀÌ°í ¸»Àº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸¶À½À» »©¾Ñ±â À§ÇÑ ÀüºÎ¿¹¿ä

 

 

77(2003³â #620) From A Distance / Bette Midler(14Ç¥)

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË °¡¼ö·Î 1990³â ÀÛǰ. Àαâ Â÷Æ® 2À§±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø ³ë·¡·Î ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¸á·Îµð¿Í ³ë·§¸», ±×¸®°í È£¼Ò·Â £Àº º¸ÄÃÀÌ ¸ÚÁø Á¶È­¸¦ ÀÌ·é º£Æ® ¹Ìµé·¯ÀÇ ´ëÇ¥ÀûÀÎ È÷Æ®°î.

 2002³â¿£ #645À§ ±â·Ï.

 

From a distance

Àú ¸Ö¸®¼­ ¹Ù¶óº¸¸é

The world looks blue and green

¼¼»óÀº Ǫ¸£°í ½Ì±×·¯¿î ÃʷϺûÀ¸·Î º¸¿©¿ä

And the snow-capped mountains white

´«À¸·Î µ¤Èù »êÀº »õÇÏ¾á »öÀ¸·Î º¸¿©¿ä

From a distance

Àú ¸Ö¸®¼­ ¹Ù¶óº¸¸é

The ocean meets the stream

°­Àº ¹Ù´Ù¿Í ¸¸³ª°í

And the eagle takes to flight

µ¶¼ö¸®´Â ÇÏ´Ã ³ôÀÌ ³¯¾Æ ¿Ã¶ó¿ä

 

From a distance

Àú ¸Ö¸®¼­ º¸ÀÌ´Â ±× ¼¼»ó¿¡´Â

There is a harmony

Á¶È­·Î¿òÀÌ ÀÖ¾î¿ä

And it echoes through the land

±×°ÍÀº ¿Â ¼¼»ó¿¡ ¸Þ¾Æ¸® ÃÄ¿ä

It's the voice of hope

±×°ÍÀº Èñ¸ÁÀÇ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®

It's the voice of peace

±×°ÍÀº ÆòÈ­ÀÇ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®

It's the voice of everyman

±×°ÍÀº ¼¼°è ¸ðµç »ç¶÷ÀÇ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®ÀÔ´Ï´Ù.

 

 

From a distance

¸Ö¸®¼­ º¸¸é

We all have enough

¿ì¸° dzÁ·ÇÑ »îÀ» »ì°í ÀÖ°í

And no one is in need

¾Æ¹«µµ ±ÃÇÌÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä

And there are no guns, no bombs

ÃÑÀ̳ª ÆøÅºµµ ¾ø°í

And no disease

Áúº´µµ ¾ø°í

No hungry mouths to feed

¾Æ¹«µµ ¹è°íÇÁÁö ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä

 

 

From a distance

¸Ö¸®¼­ º¸¸é

We are instruments marching in a common band

¿ì¸° ÇϳªÀÇ ¼Ò¸®¸¦ ³»´Â À½¾Ç¹êµå¿¡¼­ÀÇ ¾Ç±â¿Í °°Áö¿ä

Playing songs of hope

Èñ¸ÁÀÇ ³ë·¡¸¦ ¿¬ÁÖÇØ¿ä

Playing songs of peace

ÆòÈ­ÀÇ ³ë·¡¸¦ ¿¬ÁÖÇØ¿ä

They are the songs of everyman

¸ðµç »ç¶÷µéÀÇ ³ë·¡ÀÌÁö¿ä

 

 

God is watching us God is watching us

Çϳª´ÔÀÌ ¿ì¸± ±Á¾îº¸°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä Çϳª´ÔÀÌ ¿ì¸± ±Á¾îº¸°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä

God is watching us From a distance

Çϳª´ÔÀÌ ¿ì¸± ±Á¾îº¸°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä ¸Ö¸®¼­ ¸»ÀÌÁö¿ä

 

 

From a distance

¸Ö¸®¼­ º¸¸é

You look like my friend

´ç½ÅÀº ³» Ä£±¸°°½À´Ï´Ù

Even though we are at war

ºñ·Ï Áö±Ý ¿ì¸®°¡ ½Î¿ì°í ÀÖ´ÙÇØµµ

From a distance

¸Ö¸®¼­ º¸¸é

I just cannot comprehend

³ª´Â ÀÌÇØ ÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾î¿ä

What all this fighting is for

¿Ö ¿ì¸®°¡ ¹«¾ùÀ» À§ÇØ ÀÌ·¸°Ô ½Î¿ö¾ß ÇÏ´ÂÁö

From a distance

¸Ö¸®¼­ º¸¸é

There is harmony

¸ðµÎ°¡ Á¶È­·Î¿Í¿ä

And it echoes through the land

±× ÆòÈ­´Â ¶¥¿¡ ¿ï·Á ÆÛÁø´Ù³×

 

 

And it's the hope of hopes

±×°ÍÀº Èñ¸ÁÁßÀÇ Èñ¸ÁÀÌ¿ä

It's the love of loves

»ç¶ûÁßÀÇ »ç¶ûÀÌ¿¹¿ä

It's the heart of everyman

±×°ÍÀº ¸ðµç ÀÌÀÇ ¸¶À½ÀÌ¿¹¿ä

It's the hope of hopes

Èñ¸ÁÁßÀÇ Èñ¸Á

It's the love of loves

»ç¶ûÁßÀÇ »ç¶û

This is the song of everyman

À̰ÍÀº ¸ðµç ÀÌÀÇ ³ë·¡¿¹¿ä

 

78(2003³â #622) Time After Time / Cyndi Lauper(13Ç¥)

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË °¡¼öÀÎ '½Åµð ·ÎÆÛ'ÀÇ 1984³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 2ÁÖ°£ No.1¿¡ ¿Ã¶ú´ø ³ë·¡. ±×³àÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'She's So Unusual'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ ÆË ºÐÀ§±âÀÇ ¹ß¶óµå. ½Åµð ·ÎÆÛÀÇ °³¼º ³ÑÄ¡´Â â¹ý°ú °í¿î ¼±À²ÀÌ ¸ÚÁø Á¶È­¸¦ ÀÌ·é ³ë·¡.

 2002³â¿£ ¼øÀ§¿¡ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÀ½.

 

Lying in my bed

I hear the clock tick and think of you

Caught up in circles confusion is nothing new

Flashback warm nights, almost left behind suitcases of memories,

Time after time

ÀÚ¸®¿¡ ´©¿ö

°±ï°Å¸®´Â ½Ã°è¼Ò¸®¸¦ µéÀ¸¸é¼­ ´ç½ÅÀ» »ý°¢ÇÏÁÒ

²¿¸®¸¦ ¹«´Â °í¹Î¿¡ ºüÁ³¾î¿ä º°·Î »õ·Î¿ï °Íµµ ¾ø´Â

µû½ºÇÑ ¹ãÀ» µ¹ÀÌÄѺ¸¸ç, Ãß¾ïÀ¸·Î °íÀÌ °£Á÷Çϰھî¿ä

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣°í È帣¸é..

 

Sometimes you pictured me

I'm walking too far ahead

You're calling to me,

I can't hear what you've said

Then you say "Go slow, I fall behind"

The second hand unwinds

°¡²û ´ç½ÅÀº »ó»óÀ» ÇßÁö¿ä

³­ ÇÑÂü ¾Õ¼­ °É¾ú¾î¿ä

´ç½ÅÀº ³ª¸¦ ºÒ·¶ÁÒ

³­ ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®¸¦ µèÁö ¸øÇßÁÒ

´ç½ÅÀº ¸»Çϱæ "õõÈ÷ °¡¿ä, ³­ óÁ®ÀÖÀݾƿä"¶ó°í

½Ã°è¹Ù´Ã ÃÊħµµ ¿òÁ÷ÀÌÁö ¾Ê´Â±º¿ä

 

If you're lost you can look and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting

Time after time

´ç½ÅÀÌ ±æÀ» ÀÒ¾î ¹ö·Áµµ ´ç½ÅÀÌ Ã£À¸¸é ³¯ ¹ß°ßÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÀ»°Ì´Ï´Ù

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é

´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾²·¯Áö¸é ´ç½ÅÀ» Àâ¾Æµå¸±²²¿ä ³»°¡ ±â´Ù¸®°í ÀÖÀ»°Ô¿ä

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é

 

After my picture fades and darkness has turned to gray

Watching through windows you're wondering if I'm OK

Secrets stolen from deep inside

The drum beats out of time

³ªÀÇ »ó»óÀÌ ¼­¼­È÷ »ç¶óÁö°í ¾îµÒÀÌ °ÈÈ÷°í

±×´ë´Â À¯¸®Ã¢ ³Ê¸Ó·Î ÁöÄѺ¸¸ç ³»°¡ ±¦ÂúÀºÁö ¾Ë°í½ÍÁÒ

¸¶À½¼Ó±íÀÌ °¨ÃßÀÎ ºñ¹Ðµµ  

µå·³Àº ¾û¶×ÇÏ°Ô µÎµå¸®´Â ±º¿ä

 

You said "Go slow, I fall behind"

The second hand unwinds

time after time

time after time

time after time

time after time

´ç½ÅÀº ¸»Çϱæ "õõÈ÷ °¡¿ä, ³­ óÁ®ÀÖÀݾƿä"¶ó°í

½Ã°è¹Ù´Ã ÃÊħµµ ¿òÁ÷ÀÌÁö ¾Ê´Â±º¿ä

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é

½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é   

 

79(2003³â #639) Memory / Barbra Streisand(12Ç¥)

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË °¡¼öÀÎ '¹Ùºê¶ó ½ºÆ®·¹ÀÌ»÷µå'ÀÇ 1982³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 52À§ ±â·Ï. ¾Øµå·ù ·ÎÀÌµå ¿þ¹öÀÇ ¹ÂÁöÄà 'ĹÃ÷'ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦°¡¸¦ ¹Ùºê¶ó ½ºÆ®·¹ÀÌ»÷µå°¡ ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©ÇØ¼­ ºÒ·¯ ¸¹Àº »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½.

 2002³â¿£ #794À§ ±â·Ï.

 

Midnight, not a sound from the pavement

Has the moon lost her memory?

She is smiling alone

In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind begins to moan

Memory, all alone in the moonlight

I can dream of the old days

Life was beautiful then

I remember the time I knew what happiness was

Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning

Someone mutters, and the streetlamp sputters

And soon it will be morning

±íÀº ¹ã, °Å¸®¿¡´Â Àû¸·¸¸ °¨µ¹°í

Àú ´ÞÀº Ãß¾ïÀ» ÀÒ¾ú³ª¿ä

Ȧ·Î ¹Ì¼Ò¸¸ Áþ°í Àֳ׿ä

°¡·Îµî ¾Æ·¡ ¸¶¸¥ ³ª¹µÀÙµé ¹ßÄ¡¿¡ ½×À̰í

¹Ù¶÷Àº ½ÅÀ½Çϱ⠽ÃÀÛÇϳ׿ä

Ãß¾ïÀÌ¿©, ´Þºû ¼Ó¿¡¼­ Ȧ·Î

³ª´Â Áö³­³¯À» ²Þ²Ù¾î¿ä

±×¶§ÀÇ »îÀº ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿ü¾î¿ä

ÇູÀÌ ¹ºÁö ¾Ë´ø ¶§°¡ »ý°¢³ª¿ä

Ãß¾ïÀÌ¿© ´Ù½Ã µ¹¾Æ¿Í Áà¿ä

¸ðµç °¡·Îµî ¿î¸íÀÇ °æ°í ´øÁö´Â °Å °°¾Æ¿ä

´©±º°¡ ¿õ¾ó°Å¸®°í, °¡·Îµî ±ô¹Ú°Å¸®³×¿ä

 

Daylight, I must wait for the sun rise

I must think of a new life and I musn't give in

When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory too

And a new day will begin

Burned-out ends of smoky days

The stale, cold smell of morning

A streetlamp dies, another night is over

Another day is dawning

Touch me, it's so easy to leave me

All alone with a memory

Of my days in the sun

If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is

Look, a new day has begun

ÀÌÁ¦ °ð ¾ÆÄ§ÀÌ µÉ °Å¿¡¿ä

³·ÀÇ ºû, ³­ ÇØ¶ß±â¸¦ ±â´Ù·Á¾ß ÇØ¿ä

»õ »îÀ» »ý°¢ÇØ¾ß ÇØ¿ä, Æ÷±âÇÒ ¼ø ¾ø¾î¿ä

µ¿ÀÌ Æ®¸é ÀÌ ¹ãµµ Ãß¾ïÀÌ µÇ°í

»õ ³¯ÀÌ ½ÃÀÛµÉ °Å¿¡¿ä

¿¬±â ³ª´Â ÀÏ»óÀÇ Å¸¹ö¸° ²¿Åõ¸®µé

ÄûÄûÇϰí Â÷°¡¿î ¾ÆÄ§ÀÇ ³¿»õ

°¡·Îµî ²¨Áö°í ¶Ç ÇÑ ¹ãÀÌ Áö³µ¾î¿ä

¶Ç ´Ù¸¥ ³·ÀÌ µ¿Æ®°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä

³¯ ¾î·ç¸¸Á® Áà¿ä, ¾ÆÁÖ ½¬¿ö¿ä

ÇÞºµ ¼ÓÀÇ ³¯µé ±â¾ï¸¸ ³²±â°í

³¯ Ȧ·Î µÎ°í ¶°³ª±â´Â

³¯ ¾î·ç¸¸Á® ÁÖ¸é ÇູÀÌ ¹ºÁö ¾Ë°Ô µÉ °Å¿¹¿ä

ºÁ¿ä, »õ ³¯ÀÌ ½ÃÀ۵ƾî¿ä

 

 

80(2003³â #646) The Girl With April In Her Eyes / Chris De Burgh(11Ç¥)  

 ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË °¡¼ö·Î 1979³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î µ¿È­, Àü¼³ °°Àº ³»¿ëÀ» ´ãÀº Æ÷Å© ¹ÂÁ÷. 4¿ù¿¡ °¡Àå ¸¹ÀÌ ¹æ¼ÛµÇ´Â ³ë·¡ Áß Çϳª·Î ³»¿ëÀº °Ü¿ïÀÇ »è¸·ÇÔÀ» ´ãÀº °î.

 2002³â¿£ #358À§ ±â·Ï.

 

There once was a king

¿¾³¯ ¾î´À ³ª¶ó¿¡ ¿ÕÀÌ ÀÖ¾úÁö¿ä

Who called for the spring

±×ÀÇ ³ª¶ó´Â °è¼ÓÇØ¼­ ´«ÀÌ ³ìÁö ¾Ê¾Æ

For his world was still covered in snow

Á¦¹ß º½ÀÌ ¿À°Ô ÇØ´Þ¶ó°í ºÎŹÇß´ä´Ï´Ù.

But the spring had not been

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±× ¿ÕÀº »ç¾ÇÇϰí ÀλöÇ߱⿡

For he was wicked and mean

º½Àº ¿ÀÁö ¾Ê¾Ò°í

In his winter-fields nothing would grow

±× ³ª¶óÀÇ Â÷°¡¿î °Ü¿ï µéÆÇ¿£ ¾Æ¹« °Íµµ ÀÚ¶óÁö ¸øÇßÁö¿ä

 

And when a traveller called

±×·¯´Ù ÇÑ ¿©ÇàÀÚ°¡ ¿Í¼­

Seeking help at the door

´ÜÁö ÇÏ·í¹ã ¹¬À» °÷°ú ¸ÔÀ» °ÍÀ» ±¸Çϸç

Only food and a bed for the night

¹® ¾Õ¿¡¼­ µµ¿òÀ» ¿äûÇß´ä´Ï´Ù

He ordered his slave to turn her away

±×·¯ÀÚ ¿ÕÀº ÇÏÀÎÀ» ½ÃÄÑ ±× ¿©ÇàÀÚ¸¦ ÂÑ¾Æ ¹ö·ÈÁÒ

The girl with April in her eyes

4¿ùÀÇ ´«µ¿ÀÚ¸¦ °¡Áø ¼Ò³à¸¦ ¸»¿¹¿ä

 

Oh, on and on she goes

 

¿À, ±× ¼Ò³à´Â °ÅÄ£ ¹Ù¶÷°ú ´«º¸¶ó°¡

Through the winter's night

ÈÖ¸ô¾ÆÄ¡´Â Â÷°¡¿î °Ü¿ï¹ãÀ» ÇìÄ¡¸ç

The wild wind and the snow

Á¤Ã³ ¾øÀÌ ³ª¾Æ°¬´ä´Ï´Ù

Hi, on and on she rides

¾Æ, ±×³à´Â °è¼ÓÇØ¼­ ¸»À» ´Þ·È¾î¿ä

Someone help the girl with April in her eyes

´©°¡ 4¿ùÀÇ ´«µ¿ÀÚ¸¦ °¡Áø ±×³à¸¦ µµ¿Í ÁáÀ½ ÁÁ°Ú´Âµ¥...

 

She rode through the night

±×³à´Â ¹ã»õµµ·Ï ¸»À» ´Þ¸®´Ù

Till she came to the light

½£ ¼Ó¿¡ »ç´Â ÇÑ ÃʶóÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÇ Áý¿¡¼­

Of a humble man's home in the woods

ºñÃÄ¿À´Â ºÒºûÀ» ã¾Æ¿À°Ô µÆÁö¿ä

He brought her inside

±×´Â ±×³à¸¦ ¾ÈÀ¸·Î µ¥·Á¿Í

By the firelight she died

³­·Ô°¡¿¡ ´¯ÇûÁö¸¸ Á×°í ¸»¾Ò´ä´Ï´Ù.

And he buried her gently and good

±×·¡ ±×´Â ±× ¼Ò³à¸¦ Á¤¼º½º·¹ ¹¯¾î ÁÖ¾úÁö¿ä

 

Oh the morning was bright

Èò´«¿¡ µ¤Èù ¿Â ¼¼»ó¿¡

All the world was snow-white

´Ù½Ã ȯÇÑ ¾ÆÄ§ÀÌ ¹à¾Ò°í

But when he came to the place where she lay

±×³à°¡ Àáµé¾î ÀÖ´Â °÷¿¡ ±×°¡ ´Ù´Ù¶úÀ» ¶§

His field was ablaze with flowers on the grave

±×ÀÇ ¸¶´çÀº 4¿ùÀÇ ´«µ¿ÀÚ¸¦ °¡Áø ±× ¼Ò³àÀÇ ¹«´ý À§¿¡

 

Of the girl with April in her eyes

²Éµé·Î ¸¸¹ßÇØ ÀÖ¾ú¾î¿ä

 

 

Oh, on and on she goes

¿À, ±× ¼Ò³à´Â °ÅÄ£ ¹Ù¶÷°ú ´«º¸¶ó°¡

Through the winter's night

ÈÖ¸ô¾ÆÄ¡´Â Â÷°¡¿î °Ü¿ï¹ãÀ» ÇìÄ¡¸ç

The wild wind and the snow

Á¤Ã³ ¾øÀÌ ³ª¾Æ°¬´ä´Ï´Ù

Hi, on and on she flies

¾Æ, ±×³à´Â Á¤Ã³ ¾øÀÌ ´Þ·ÈÁö¿ä

She is gone,

4¿ùÀÇ ´«µ¿ÀÚ¸¦ °¡Áø

the girl with April in her eyes

±× ¼Ò³à´Â °á±¹ ÀÌ ¼¼»óÀ» ¶°³ª°í ¸»¾Ò´ä´Ï´Ù

 





2004-10-23(10:10)