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´ä All Out Of Love / Air Supply + Julienne Taylor
½ºÄÚÆ²·£µå Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ¿©¼º °¡¼ö 'ÁÙ¸®¾ð Å×ÀÏ·¯'ÀÇ 2003³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© ÀÛǰ.
±×³àÀÇ ¾Ù¹ü 'Music Garden'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ °îÀ¸·Î ȯ»óÀûÀÎ ¿¬ÁÖ¿Í ¹Ì¼ºÀÇ º¸ÄÃÀÌ ¸ÚÁø
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½ºÄÚÆ²·£µåÀÇ ÇØ´ä'À̶ó°í Æò°¡ÇßÀ½.
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I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinking of you till it hurts
I know you hurt too but what else can we do
Tormented and torn apart
I wish I could carry your smile in my heart
For times when my life seems so low
It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring
When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know
(Chorus)
I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right, believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you
I can't be too late to say I was so wrong
I want you to come back and carry me home
Away from these long, lonely nights
I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too?
does the feeling seem oh, so right?
And what would you say if I called on you now
And said that I can't hold on?
There's no easy way, it gets harder each day
Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone
(Chorus)
Ooh, what are you thinking of What are you thinking of
What are you thinking of what are you thinking of
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"È·ÁÇÑ ½Ì±Û" ÀÇ ¿ø°îÀÌ ±Ã±ÝÇÕ´Ï´Ù.
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´Ã ÀÌ ÇÁ·Î Àß µè°í ÀÖ±¸¿ä, ¾ÕÀ¸·Îµµ
Àå¼ö ÇÏ½Ã±æ ¹Ù¶ø´Ï´Ù.
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±×³É µè±â¸¸ ÇØµµ ½Å³ª´Â°Í °°°í,
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ÁÁÀº ÇÏ·ç µÇ½Ã±¸¿ä.
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´ä Eat You Up / Angie Gold
À¯·´¿¡¼ ¼±Ç³ÀûÀÎ Àα⸦ ²ø¾ú´ø ¾ØÁö °ñµåÀÇ 1985³â ÀÛǰ. ÇÁ¶û½º¿Í µ¶ÀÏ
Ŭ·´ Â÷Æ® Á¤»ó±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø °îÀ¸·Î ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó ´í½º °¡¼ö ¾çÇý½ÂÀÌ <È·ÁÇÑ ½Ì±Û>·Î
¹ø¾ÈÇØ ÃÖ±Ù ¸¹Àº »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½.
You told me once that you loved me
You said that I was the only one
It took sometime and now I know
The joy would prevail the earth
(Son of a bitch now)
The thought it was me wasn't wise, boy
Keys up and around for too long
And now you're gonna pay thru the flies, boy
I'm gonna put you back down
(Where you belong, boy)
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right into the ground
I'm gonna wind you up, turn you on
And burn all your bridges right down
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´ä Dance Me To The End Of Love / Leonard Cohen + º¡¾î¸® ¹ÙÀ̿ø°
/ À±¼³ÇÏ
ij³ª´Ù Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ½ÃÀÎÀÌÀÚ Æ÷Å© °¡¼öÀÎ '·¹¿À³ªµå ÄÚÇî'ÀÇ 1984³â ÀÛǰ. ±×ÀÇ
¸í¹Ý 'Various Positions'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ °îÀ¸·Î ÀÌ °îÀ» 90³â´ë ÃÊ¹Ý Æ÷Å© ¿©°¡¼ö À±¼³Çϰ¡
'º¡¾î¸® ¹ÙÀ̿ø°'À¸·Î ¹ø¾ÈÇØ ºÒ·¶À½.
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
ºÒ²É°°Àº ¹ÙÀ̿ø° ¼±À²°ú ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿ò¿¡ ¸ÂÃç ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
³»°¡ Æò¿Â¿¡ ¾ÈÂøÇÒ ¶§±îÁö ±äÀåÀ» ÇìÃİ¡¸ç ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
¿Ã¸®ºê °¡Áöó·³ ³¯ µé¾î¿Ã·Á ÁýÀ¸·Î ÇâÇÏ´Â ºñµÑ±â°¡ µÇ°Ô ÇØÁÖ¿À
»ç¶ûÀÌ ³¡³ª´Â ¼ø°£±îÁö ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
°¨½ÃÀÚµéÀÌ ÁÖº¯¿¡¼ »ç¶óÁö°í ³ª¸é , ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿òÀ» ³»°Ô º¸¿©ÁÖ¿À
¹Ùºô·ÐÀÇ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ±×·¨´ø °Íó·³ ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¿òÁ÷ÀÓÀ» ´À³¢°Ô ÇØÁÖ¿À
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»ç¶ûÀÌ ³¡³ª´Â ¼ø°£±îÁö ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
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Dance me to the wedding now dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love
we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
°áÈ¥½Ä¿¡ ¸ÂÃß¾î Áö±ÝºÎÅÍ ¿µ¿ø±îÁö ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
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¿ì¸® µÎ »ç¶÷Àº ¿ì¸®ÀÇ »ç¶û ¾Æ·¡ Á¸ÀçÇϰí,
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Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love
ź»ýÀ» ±â´Ù¸®´Â ¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» À§ÇØ ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾î ÁÖ¿À
ºÒ°°Àº ÀÔ¸ÂÃã¿¡ ±âÁø¸ÆÁø ÇÒ ¶§±îÁö ĿưÀ» ÇìÄ¡¸ç ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
¸ðµç ¼Ö±â°¡ ¶â°ÜÁ® ³ª°¥Áö¶óµµ, ³»¹ÐÇÔÀ» °¡¸° À帷À» °È¾î¹ö¸®°í
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Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
ºÒ²É°°Àº ¹ÙÀ̿ø° ¼±À²°ú ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿ò¿¡ ¸ÂÃç ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
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´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸Ç ¼ÕÀ¸·Î ȤÀº Àå°©À» ³¤ ¼ÕÀ¸·Î ³¯ ¾î·ç¸¸Á® ÁÖ¼¼¿ä
»ç¶ûÀÌ ³¡³ª´Â ¼ø°£±îÁö ³ª¿Í ÃãÀ» Ãß¾îÁÖ¿À
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ÃÖ±Ù ¼Ò°³µÈ ºê¸®Æ®´Ï ½ºÇǾÀÇ ³ë·¡ Áß My Prerogative¶õ °îÀÌ ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
¹æ¼ÛÀÌ ¸¹ÀÌ ³ª¿À´øµ¥, ÀÌ °îÀÌ ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©¶ó°í ÇÏ´õ¶ó±¸¿ä.
¿À¸®Áö³ÎÀº ´©±¸ÀÇ ³ë·£Áö ¾Ë°í ½Í±¸¿ä, ¿À¸®Áö³Î°ú ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©¸¦ ÇÔ²² µè°í ½Í¾î¿ä.
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´ä My Prerogative(³ªÀÇ Æ¯±Ç) / Bobby Brown + Britney Spears
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÈæÀÎ ·¦ °¡¼ö '¹Ùºñ ºê¶ó¿î'ÀÇ 1988³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ºôº¸µå ½Ì±Û
Â÷Æ® 1À§±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø ³ë·¡. ÀÌ °îÀº ±×ÀÇ ¾Ù¹ü 'Don't Be Cruel'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï. ÀÌ °îÀ»
ÃÖ±Ù ¹Ùºñ ºê¶ó¿îÀÌ µ¶Ã¢ÀûÀÎ ºÐÀ§±â·Î ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©ÇØ ´Ù½Ã ÇÑ ¹ø ±¹³» ÆÒµéÀ» »ç·ÎÀâ°í
ÀÖÀ½.
It's love it's love love get busy
Everybody's talking all this stuff about me
Now now why don't they just let me live
Oh oh oh i don't need permission
Make my own decisions oh
That's my prerogative
They say I'm crazy
I really don't care
That's my prerogative
They say I'm nasty
But I don't give a damn
Gettin' girls is how I live
Some ask me questions
Why am I so real
But they don't understand me
I really don't know the deal
About a brother trying hard to make it right
Not long ago before
I won this fight sing
Everybody's talking all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live (Tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions oh
That's my prerogative (It's my prerogative)
It's my prerogative
It's the way that I wanna live (It's my prerogative)
I can do just what I feel (It's my prerogative)
No one can tell me what to do (It's my prerogative)
Cause what I'm doin'
I'm doin' for you ah
Don't get me wrong
I'm really not zooped
Ego trips is not my thing
All these strange relationships
Really gets me down
I see nothin wrong with
Spreading myself around sing
Everybody's talking all this stuff about me (yeah)
Why don't they just let me live (Tell me why)
I don't need permission (i don't need)
Make my own decisions (my own decisions)
That's my prerogative (It's my prerogative-2x)
I can do what I wanna do (It's my prerogative)
Truly live my life (It's my prerogative)
I'm doing it just for you (It's my prerogative)
Tell me, tell me
Why can't I live my life (live my life)
Without all of the things that people say (oooh)
yo Tell it, kick it like this
I can do what I wanna do
Me and you
Together, together, together...
Everybody's talking all this stuff about me (everybody's talking)
Why don't they just let me live (why)
(Why don't they just let me live)
I don't need permission (i don't need permission from nobody
Make my own decisions
That's my prerogative
repeat
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´ä Reality / Richard Sanderson
ÇÁ¶û½º Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ³²¼º °¡¼ö '¸®Â÷µå »÷´õ½¼'ÀÇ 1979³â ÀÛǰ. ¹ßÇ¥ ´ç½Ã ÀüÇô
ÁÖ¸ñ¹ÞÁö ¸øÇÏ´Ù°¡ ¿µÈ '¶óºÕLa Boum)'ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦°¡·Î ¾²ÀÌ¸é¼ ºò È÷Æ®. 1980³â ÇÁ¶ó½º,
ºê¶óÁú Â÷Æ® No.1 ±â·Ï.
Reality
Met you by surprise I didn't realize
¿ì¿¬È÷ ¸¸³ ´ç½Å ¶§¹®¿¡ ³» »îÀÌ
that my life would change forever
¿µ¿øÅä·Ï ÀÌ·¸°Ô ¹Ù²ð ÁÙÀº ¸ô¶ú½À´Ï´Ù
Saw you standing there
°Å±â ¼ ÀÖ´Â ´ç½ÅÀ» º¸°í
I didn't know i'd care
¹º°¡ Ưº°ÇÑ ±â¿îÀÌ °¨µµ´Â °É
There was something special in the air
³»°¡ ÀǽÄÇϰí ÀÖ´Ù´Â °É ¸ô¶ú½À´Ï´Ù
Dreams are my reality
²ÞÀÌ Çö½Ç·Î ÀÌ·ç¾îÁø °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
The only kind of real fantasy
ȯ»óÀÌ Çö½ÇÈµÈ ´Ü ÇѰ¡Áö °æ¿ìÀÔ´Ï´Ù
Illusions are a common thing
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I try to live in dreams
³ ²Þ¼Ó¿¡¼ »ì°í ½Í½À´Ï´Ù
It seems as if it's meant to be
¸¶Ä¡ ¿î¸íÁö¾îÁø °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
Dreams are my reality
²ÞÀÌ Çö½Ç·Î ÀÌ·ç¾îÁø °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
A different kind of reality
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¹º°¡ ´Ù¸¥ Çö½ÇÀÔ´Ï´Ù
I dream of loving in the night
¹ãÀÌ µÇ¸é ³ ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â °É ²Þ²Ù°í
And loving seems all right
±× »ç¶ûÀº ¾Æ¹«·± ¹®Á¦°¡ ¾ø¾î º¸ÀÔ´Ï´Ù
Although it's only fantasy
±×°ÍÀÌ ºñ·Ï ȯ»óÀ̶ó ÇÒÁö¶óµµ
If you do exist honey don't resist
´ç½ÅÀÌ Á¤¸» Á¸ÀçÇÑ´Ù¸é
Show me your new way of loving
»ç¾çÇÏ·Á ÇÏÁö ¸»¾Æ¿ä
Tell me that it's true,
´ç½ÅÀÇ »õ·Î¿î »ç¶ûÀÇ ¹æ¹ýÀ» º¸¿©Áà¿ä
Show me what to do
À̰ÍÀÌ »ç½ÇÀ̶ó°í ¸»ÇØÁà¿ä
I feel something special about you
´ç½Å¿¡°Ô´Â ¹º°¡ Ưº°ÇÑ ±â¿îÀÌ ´À²¸Áý´Ï´Ù
Dreams are my reality
²ÞÀÌ Çö½Ç·Î ÀÌ·ç¾îÁø °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
The only kind of reality
¿ÀÁ÷ À¯ÀÏÇÑ Çö½ÇÀÌÁÒ
Maybe my foolishness has passed
¾î¼¸é ³ªÀÇ ¹Ùº¸½º·¯¿î ÇൿÀº
And maybe now at last
¸ðµÎ ³¡³ª°í ÀÌÁ¦ ¸¶Ä§³»
I see how the real thing can be
Çö½ÇÀ» º¼ ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô µÈ °ÇÁöµµ ¸ð¸£ÁÒ
Dreams are my reality
²ÞÀÌ Çö½Ç·Î ÀÌ·ç¾îÁø °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
A wondrous world where I'd like to be
³»°¡ ¿øÇß´ø ³î¶ó¿î ¼¼»ó¿¡ ÀÖ´Â °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
I dream of holding you all night
¿Â¹ãÀ» ´ç½ÅÀ» ²¸¾È°í ÀÖ´Â ²ÞÀ» ²ÙÁö¸¸
And holding you seems right
¾Æ¹«·± ¹®Á¦°¡ ¾ø¾î º¸ÀÔ´Ï´Ù
Perhaps that's my reality
¾Æ¸¶µµ ÀÌ°Ô ³ªÀÇ Çö½ÇÀ̰ÚÁÒ
Met you by surprise I didn't realize
¿ì¿¬È÷ ¸¸³ ´ç½Å ¶§¹®¿¡ ³» »îÀÌ
that my life would change forever
¿µ¿øÅä·Ï ÀÌ·¸°Ô ¹Ù²ð ÁÙÀº ¸ô¶ú½À´Ï´Ù
Tell me that it's true
ÀÌ·± »õ·Î¿î °¨Á¤ÀÌ
Feelings that are new
Áø½ÇÀ̶ó°í ¸»ÇØ Áà¿ä
I feel something special about you
´ç½Å¿¡°Õ ¹º°¡ Ưº°ÇÑ ±â¿îÀÌ ´À²¸Áý´Ï´Ù
Dreams are my reality
²ÞÀÌ Çö½Ç·Î ÀÌ·ç¾îÁø °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
The only kind of real fantasy
ȯ»óÀÌ Çö½ÇÈµÈ ´Ü ÇѰ¡Áö °æ¿ìÀÔ´Ï´Ù
Illusions are a common thing
¸Á»óÀº ÈçÇÑ ÀÏÀÌÁö¸¸
I try to live in dreams
³ ²Þ¼Ó¿¡¼ »ì°í ½Í½À´Ï´Ù
Although it's only fantasy
±×°ÍÀÌ ºñ·Ï ȯ»óÀ̶ó ÇÒÁö¶óµµ...
Dreams are my reality
²ÞÀÌ Çö½Ç·Î ÀÌ·ç¾îÁø °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
I like to dream of you close to me
´ç½ÅÀÌ ³» °ç¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ²ÞÀ»,
I dream of loving in the night
´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â ²ÞÀ» ²Ù°í ½Í½À´Ï´Ù
And loving you seems right
±× »ç¶û¿£ ¾Æ¹«·± ¹®Á¦°¡ ¾ø¾î º¸ÀÔ´Ï´Ù
Perhaps that's my reality
¾Æ¸¶µµ ±×°Ô ³ªÀÇ Çö½ÇÀ̰ÚÁÒ
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´ä The Village(Adagio For Strings) / Vancouver Symphony Orchestra
Ž º£¸°Àú, Âû¸® ½®, Àª¸®¾ö µ¥Æ÷ ÁÖ¿¬ÀÇ 1987³â º£Æ®³² ÀüÀï ¿µÈ 'Ç÷¡Å÷(Platoon)'ÀÇ
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ÀüÀïÀÇ ÆóÇØ¸¦ ¾ê±âÇÒ ¶§ ³ª¿ÔÀ½.
I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, yeah, ooh
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna
I'm gonna eat you up, spit you out
And run you right out of this town
2004-10-29(09:10)
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