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1 The Rose / Bette Midler(78¸í)
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ¹è¿ìÀÌÀÚ °¡¼öÀÎ 'º£Æ® ¹Ìµé·¯'ÀÇ 1980³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ºôº¸µå
½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 3À§ ±â·Ï. ¿©¼º ·Ï°¡¼ö 'Á¦´Ï½º Á¶Çø°'ÀÇ ÀÏ´ë±â¸¦ ±×¸° °°Àº Á¦¸ñÀÇ
¿µÈ ÁÖÁ¦°¡·Î ²ÉÀ» ´ëÇ¥ÇÏ´Â ³ë·¡.
Some say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed
¾î¶² ÀÌ´Â »ç¶ûÀº ºÎµå·¯¿î °¥´ë¸¦ ¹°¿¡ Àá±â°Ô ÇÏ´Â °À̶ó°í ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù
Some say love it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
¾î¶² ÀÌ´Â »ç¶ûÀº ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¿µÈ¥¿¡ »óó¸¦ ³²±â´Â Ä®³¯À̶ó°í ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù
Some say love it is a hunger an endless aching need
¾î¶² ÀÌ´Â »ç¶ûÀº °¥¸Á, ²÷ÀÓ¾øÀÌ ¾ÆÇÁ°Ô ÇÏ´Â ±ÃÇ̰ú °°´Ù°í ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù
I say love it is a flower and you its only seed
Àü »ç¶ûÀº ²ÉÀÌ°í ´ç½ÅÀº ±× ²ÉÀÇ À¯ÀÏÇÑ ¾¾¾ÑÀ̶ó°í ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
»óó¹Þ±â¸¦ µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â ¸¶À½Àº Àý´ë ÃãÃß´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿ìÁö ¸øÇÕ´Ï´Ù
It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes a chance
±ú¾î³ª±â¸¦ µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â ²ÞÀº Àý´ë ±âȸ¸¦ ÀâÀ» ¼ö ¾ø½À´Ï´Ù
It's the one who won't be taken who can not seem to give
´Ù¸¥ »ç¶÷À¸·ÎºÎÅÍ È¯¿µ¹ÞÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â »ç¶÷Àº º£Ç® ÁÙ ¸ð¸£´Â »ç¶÷ÀÔ´Ï´Ù
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
Áױ⸦ µÎ·Á¿öÇÏ´Â ¿µÈ¥Àº °áÄÚ »ç´Â ¹ýÀ» ¹è¿ìÁö ¸øÇÒ °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù
When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
¹ãÀÌ ³Ê¹«³ª ¿Ü·Ó°í °¥ ±æÀÌ ³Ê¹« ¸Ö ¶§
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
»ç¶ûÀÌ ¿ÀÁ÷ ¿îÀÌ ÁÁÀº »ç¶÷µé°ú °ÇÑ ÀÚµéÀ» À§ÇÑ °ÍÀ̶ó°í »ý°¢ÀÌ µé ¶§¸é
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
Àú °Ü¿ï¿¡ Â÷µðÂù ´« ¼Ó ¾ÆÁÖ ±íÀº °÷À» ¶°¿Ã¸®¼¼¿ä
Lies a seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose
º½ÀÌ µÇ¸é žçÀÇ »ç¶û°ú ÇÔ²² Àå¹Ì·Î ÇǾ ¾¾¾ÑÀÌ ¼û¾î ÀÖ´ä´Ï´Ù
2 Kiss From A Rose / Seal(47¸í)
¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÈæÀÎ R&B ³²¼º°¡¼ö '¾Á'ÀÇ 1994³â ¹ßÇ¥°îÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ®
1À§¿¡ ¿Ã¶ú´ø ³ë·¡. ±×ÀÇ 2Áý ¾Ù¹ü 'Seal'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ °îÀ¸·Î ÀÌ °îÀº 1995³â ¹ß ų¸Ó,
´ÏÄÝ Å°µå¸¸ ÁÖ¿¬ ¿µÈ 'º£Æ®¸Ç Æ÷¿¡¹ö(Batman Forever)'ÀÇ ·¯ºê Å׸¶ °îÀ¸·Î ¾²À̱⵵
ÇßÀ½.
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
You became
The light on the dark side of me
Love remains
A drug that's the high not the pill
But did you know that when it snows
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can't be seen
¹Ù´Ù À§¿¡ ¿Ü·ÎÀÌ ¶°ÀÖ´ø ȸ»óÀÇ Å¾
´ç½ÅÀº ³»¸¶À½¼Ó ¾îµÎ¿î °÷¿¡ ºÒºûÀÌ µÇ¾úÁÒ
»ç¶ûÀº ´Ü¼øÇÑ ¾Ë¾àÀÌ ¾Æ´Ñ ȯÈñÀÇ ¸¶¾àÀ¸·Î
¿©ÀüÈ÷ ³²¾Æ ÀÖ¾î¿ä
±×·±µ¥ ´ç½ÅÀº ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾ú³ª¿ä?
´«ÀÌ ³»¸± ¶§ ±×Åä·Ï ±×¸®¿öÇØµµ
´ç½ÅÀÇ ºÒºûÀ» º¼ ¼ö ¾øÀ½À»
* Baby
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
The more I get of you the stranger it feels (yeah)
Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey *
* ±×´ë¿©
´ç½ÅÀº º¸ÀÌÁö ¾Ê´Â
Àå¹ÌÀÇ ÀÔ¸ÂÃã°úµµ °°¾Æ¿ä
´ç½ÅÀ» ±íÀÌ ¾Ë¸é ¾Ë¼ö·Ï ´õ¿í ³¸¼± ±âºÐÀÌ µé¾î¿ä
´ç½ÅÀ̶õ Àå¹Ì°¡ ÇǾ ÇÑÁٱ⠺ûÀÌ µÇ¾î
¿ì¿ïÇÑ ¾îµÒÀ» ¹àÈ÷°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä *
There is so much a man can tell you
So much he can say
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain
Baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me is that healthy babe?
But did you know that when it snows
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can't be seen
¾î¶² ³²ÀÚµµ ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ÇÏ°í ½ÍÀº ¸»ÀÌ ¸¹À» °Å¿¹¿ä
´ç½ÅÀº ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ³ªÀÇ Èû, ³ªÀÇ ±â»Ý
±×¸®°í ³ªÀÇ °íÅëÀÔ´Ï´Ù
±×´ë¿©
´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ¾î¿ ¼ö ¾øÀÌ
Á¡Á¡ »¡·Á µé¾î°¡°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä
¸»¾¸ÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä, ÀÌ°Ç ÀÚ¿¬½º·¯¿î ÀÏÀΰ¡¿ä?
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´ç½ÅÀº ¾Ë°í °è¼Ì°ÚÁÒ
´«ÀÌ ¿À¸é ´ç½ÅÀ» ±×Åä·Ï ±×¸®¿öÇØµµ
´ç½ÅÀÇ ºÒºûÀ» º¼ ¼ö ¾øÀ½À»
There is so much a man can tell you
So much he can say
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain
Baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me is that healthy babe?
But did you know that when it snows
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can't be seen
¾î¶² ³²ÀÚµµ ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ÇÏ°í ½ÍÀº ¸»ÀÌ ¸¹À» °Å¿¹¿ä
´ç½ÅÀº ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ³ªÀÇ Èû, ³ªÀÇ ±â»Ý
±×¸®°í ³ªÀÇ °íÅëÀÔ´Ï´Ù
±×´ë¿©
´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ¾î¿ ¼ö ¾øÀÌ
Á¡Á¡ »¡·Á µé¾î°¡°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä
¸»¾¸ÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä, ÀÌ°Ç ÀÚ¿¬½º·¯¿î ÀÏÀΰ¡¿ä?
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´ç½ÅÀº ¾Ë°í °è¼Ì°ÚÁÒ
´«ÀÌ ¿À¸é ´ç½ÅÀ» ±×Åä·Ï ±×¸®¿öÇØµµ
´ç½ÅÀÇ ºÒºûÀ» º¼ ¼ö ¾øÀ½À»
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
³ª´Â º¸ÀÌÁö¾Ê´Â Àå¹Ì·ÎºÎÅÍ ÀÔ¸ÂÃãÀ» ¹Þ¾Ò¾î¿ä
³ª´Â º¸ÀÌÁö¾Ê´Â Àå¹Ì·ÎºÎÅÍ ÀÔ¸ÂÃãÀ» ¹Þ¾Ò¾î¿ä
³ª´Â º¸ÀÌÁö¾Ê´Â Àå¹Ì·ÎºÎÅÍ ÀÔ¸ÂÃãÀ» ¹Þ¾Ò¾î¿ä
³ª´Â º¸ÀÌÁö¾Ê´Â Àå¹Ì·ÎºÎÅÍ ÀÔ¸ÂÃãÀ» ¹Þ¾Ò¾î¿ä
Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
´ç½ÅÀ̶õ Àå¹Ì°¡ ÇǾ ÇÑÁٱ⠺ûÀÌ µÇ¾î
¿ì¿ïÇÑ ¾îµÒÀ» ¹àÈ÷°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä
3 La Vie En Rose / Edith Piaf(37¸í)
ÇÁ¶û½º Ãâ½ÅÀÇ 1¼¼´ë ¿©¼º ¼§¼Û °¡¼ö '¿¡µð¶ß ÇǾÆÇÁ'ÀÇ 1946³â ÀÛǰ. ¿¡µð¶ß
ÇǾÆÇÁ°¡ 1945³â ÀÛ»ç·ÀÛ°îÇØ 1³â µÚÀÎ 1946³â ·¹ÄÚµùÇØ °¡Àå ´ëÁßÀûÀÎ ¼§¼ÛÀ¸·Î
»ç¶û¹Þ¾Ò´ø ³ë·¡.
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit
des mots d'amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ca m'fait quelque chose
Il est entre dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause
C'est lui
pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie
Il me l'a dit l'a jure
pour la vie
Et des que je l'apercois
Alors je sens en moi mon coeur qui bat
Des yeux qui font baiser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voila le portrait,
sans retouche
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit
des mots d'amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ca
m'fait quelque chose
Il est entre dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause
C'est lui
pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie
Il me l'a dit l'a jure
pour la vie
Et des que je l'apercois
Alors je sens en moi mon coeur qui bat
La la la la la
Mon coeur qui bat
³» ½Ã¼±À» ³»¸®±ò°Ô ÇÏ´Â ´«µ¿ÀÚ.
ÀÔ¼ú¿¡ »ç¶óÁö´Â ¹Ì¼Ò.
À̰ÍÀÌ ³ª¸¦ »ç·ÎÀâÀº
±× ºÐÀÇ ¼öÁ¤ÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀº ÃÊ»óÈ¿¹¿ä.
±×°¡ ³ª¸¦ ǰ¿¡ ¾È°í
°¡¸¸È÷ ³»°Ô ¼Ó»èÀÏ ¶§,
³ª¿¡°Ô´Â Àå¹Ì ºûÀ¸·Î º¸ÀÌÁö¿ä.
±×°¡ ³»°Ô »ç¶ûÀÇ ¸»À» ÇÒ ¶§´Â,
¾ðÁ¦³ª °°Àº ¸»À̶óµµ
³ª´Â Á¤½ÅÀÌ ¾î¶»°Ô µÇ°í ¸»Áö¿ä.
³» ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡ ÇູÀÇ ºÐ½Å(ÝÂãó)ÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Â °Å¿¹¿ä.
±× ±î´ßÀ» ³ª´Â Àß ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
³ª¸¦ À§ÇÑ ±×, ±×¸¦ À§ÇÑ ³ª¶ó°í
±× ºÐÀº ³»°Ô ¸»Çß°í,
¸ñ¼ûÀ» °É°í ¸Í¼¼ÇØ ÁÖ¾úÁö¿ä.
±×¸¦ ¾ð¶æ º¸±â¸¸ ÇØµµ,
±× ¶§ ³ªÀÇ ³»ºÎ¿¡¼´Â
¸Æ¹Ú Ä¡´Â ½ÉÀåÀ» ´À³¢´Â °Å¿¹¿ä.
³¡¾ø´Â »ç¶ûÀÇ ¹ãÀº Ä¿´Ù¶õ ÇູÀÌ ³ÑÃļ
Áö·çÇÔ°ú ½½ÇÄÀº »ç¶óÁ® ¹ö¸®Áö¿ä.
ÇູÀ¸·Î Á×À» °Íó·³ µÇÁö¿ä.
±× ºÐÀÌ ³ª¸¦ ǰ¿¡ ¾È°í °¡¸¸È÷ ¼Ó»èÀÏ ¶§,
³ª¿¡°Ô´Â ÀλýÀÌ Àå¹Ì ºûÀ¸·Î º¸¿©¿ä
4 Life Is Flower / Ace Of Base(30¸í)
½º¿þµ§ Ãâ½ÅÀ¸·Î 1999³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿Í »ó°ü¾øÀÌ ±¹³»¿¡¼ ¸¹Àº
»ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾Ò´ø ³ë·¡.
We live in a free world
¿ì¸®°¡ »ç´Â ¼¼»óÀº ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿ö¿ä
I whistle down the wind
³ª´Â ¹Ù¶÷¿¡ µû¶ó È֯Ķ÷À» ºÒÁö¿ä
Carry on smiling
¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ÀÒÁö ¸¶¼¼¿ä
and the world will smile with you
±×·¯¸é ¼¼»óµµ ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» °Å¿¹¿ä
Life is a flower
ÀλýÀº ÇÑ ¼ÛÀÌ ²É
So precious in your hand
±×´ë ¼Õ¿¡ ³õÀÎ ³Ê¹«³ª °ªÁø °ÍÀÌÁÒ
Carry on smiling
¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ÀÒÁö ¸¶¼¼¿ä
And the world will smile with you
±×·¯¸é ¼¼»óµµ ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» °Å¿¹¿ä
When every race is run
°æÁÖ°¡ ¸ðµÎ ³¡³ª°í
And the day is closing in
ÇÏ·ç°¡ Àú¹°¾î°¥ ¶§¸é
I don't care about the world
³ª´Â ¾Æ¹« °ÆÁ¤ ¾ø¾î¿ä
I'm living for the light
³ª´Â ºûÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸¸ç »ìÁö¿ä
Don't cry for me today, ah-ah ah
¿À´Ã ³ª ¶§¹®¿¡ ¿ïÁö´Â ¸»¾Æ¿ä
We live in a free world
¿ì¸®°¡ »ç´Â ¼¼»óÀº ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿ö¿ä
I whistle down the wind
³ª´Â ¹Ù¶÷¿¡ µû¶ó È֯Ķ÷À» ºÒÁö¿ä
Carry on smiling
¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ÀÒÁö ¸¶¼¼¿ä
and the world will smile with you
±×·¯¸é ¼¼»óµµ ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» °Å¿¹¿ä
Life is a flower
ÀλýÀº ÇÑ ¼ÛÀÌ ²É
So precious in your hand
±×´ë ¼Õ¿¡ ³õÀÎ ³Ê¹«³ª °ªÁø °ÍÀÌÁÒ
Carry on smiling
¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ÀÒÁö ¸¶¼¼¿ä
And the world will smile with you
±×·¯¸é ¼¼»óµµ ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» °Å¿¹¿ä
I can not be your judge
³»°¡ ´ç½Å ´ë½Å ÆÇ´ÜÇØ ÁÙ ¼ö´Â ¾ø¾î¿ä
Mr. Jailer is your host
±³µµ°üÀÌ ´ç½ÅÀ» Ʋ¾îÁã°í
He's keeping you inside
¿ïŸ¸® ¾È¿¡ °¡µÖ³õ°í
And hides you from the world
¼¼»ó¿¡ ¸ø ³ª°¡°Ô ¼û°Ü³õ¾Ò±º¿ä
No catcher in the rye
»çÃá±â °¨»ó¿¡ ºüÁ® À־Â
We live in a free world
¿ì¸®°¡ »ç´Â ¼¼»óÀº ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿ö¿ä
I whistle down the wind
³ª´Â ¹Ù¶÷¿¡ µû¶ó È֯Ķ÷À» ºÒÁö¿ä
Carry on smiling
¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ÀÒÁö ¸¶¼¼¿ä
and the world will smile with you
±×·¯¸é ¼¼»óµµ ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» °Å¿¹¿ä
Life is a flower
ÀλýÀº ÇÑ ¼ÛÀÌ ²É
So precious in your hand
±×´ë ¼Õ¿¡ ³õÀÎ ³Ê¹«³ª °ªÁø °ÍÀÌÁÒ
Carry on smiling
¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ÀÒÁö ¸¶¼¼¿ä
And the world will smile with you
±×·¯¸é ¼¼»óµµ ÇÔ²² ¹Ì¼Ò ÁöÀ» °Å¿¹¿ä
Please Mr. Agony
'°í¹Î'¾¾
Release them for a while
ÀþÀºÀ̵éÀ» Àá±ñ¸¸ Á» Ç®¾îÁÖ¼¼¿ä
Learn them
ÀþÀºÀ̵鿡°Ô
the consequence of Living without life
ÀλýÀÇ Âü ¸ÀÀ» ¸ð¸£°í »ì¸é ¾î¶»°Ô µÇ´ÂÁö ¾Ë·ÁÁÖ¼¼¿ä
5 You Don't Bring Me Flowers / Neil Diamon & Barbra
Streisand(31¸í)
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ½ºÅÄ´õµå ÆËÀÇ µÎ °ÅÀå '´Ò ´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå'¿Í '¹Ùºê¶ó ½ºÆ®·¹ÀÌ»÷µå'°¡
1978³â ÇÔ²² ºÒ·¯ ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 1À§ ±â·Ï.
You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When you come thru the door
At the end of the day
I remember when
You couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after lovin' me late at night
When it's good for you
And you're feelin' alright
Well you just roll over
And turn out the light
And you don't bring me flowers anymore
It used to be so natural
To talk about forever
But "used to be's" don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
'Til we sweep them away
And baby, I remember
All the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh
And I learned how to cry
Well I leared how to love
And I learned how to lie
Well you'd think I could learn
How to tell you goodbye
And yYou don't bring me flowers anymore
Well you'd think I could learn
how to tell you 'goodbye'
You don't say you need me
You don't sing me love songs
You don't bring me flowers anymore
6 Moonlight Flower / Michael Cretu(27¸í)
·ç¸¶´Ï¾Æ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË °¡¼ö·Î 1980³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿Í »ó°ü¾øÀÌ ±¹³»¿¡¼
È÷Æ®ÇÑ ³ë·¡. ¸¶ÀÌŬ Å©·¹Åõ´Â 80³â´ë Áß¹Ý À̴ϱ׸¶¶õ ÇÁ·ÎÁ§Æ® ÆÀÀ» ¸¸µé¾î ÇöÀç±îÁö
Ȱµ¿Çϰí ÀÖ´Â ¿ùµå ¹ÂÁ÷ °¡¼ö.
Come with me in the silence of darkness
³ª¿Í ÇÔ²² °¡¿ä ¾îµÒÀÇ Á¤Àû ¼ÓÀ¸·Î
I want to show you secrets of life
´ç½Å¿¡°Ô »îÀÇ ºñ¹ÐÀ» ¾Ë·ÁÁÖ°í ½Í¾î¿ä
I'll guide you where dreams couldn't take you
³ ´ç½ÅÀ» ²Þµµ ´ç½ÅÀ» µ¥·Á°¥ ¼ö ¾ø´Â °÷À¸·Î ¾È³»Çص帱²²¿ä
She said and flew away in the night
±×³à´Â ±×·¸°Ô ¸»ÇÏ°í ¹ã ¼ÓÀ¸·Î Àú ¸Ö¸® ³¯¾Æ°¡ ¹ö·ÈÁö¿ä
You're the moonlight flower
´ç½ÅÀº ¹ã¿¡ ÇÇ´Â ²ÉÀÌ¿¡¿ä
You're the voice of the night.
´ç½ÅÀº ÀÌ ¹ãÀÇ ¸ñ¼Ò¸®À̱¸¿ä
When you call I'll follow.
´ç½ÅÀÌ ºÎ¸£¸é ³ µû¶ó°¡¸®´Ù
We'll leave on the trip of delight
¿ì¸° ±â»ÝÀÇ ¿©ÇàÀ» ¶°³¯ °Å¿¹¿ä
I have been to the heights of my senses.
³ ±â»ÝÀÇ ±ØÄ¡¸¦ °æÇèÇß¾î¿ä
Feeling the touch of your caress
´ç½ÅÀÇ ´ÙÁ¤ÇÑ ¼Õ±æÀ» ´À³¥ ¶§
I have seen the magic things under night skies.
¹ãÇÏ´Ã ¾Æ·¡¿¡¼ ¸ÚÁø °ÍµéÀ» º¸¾Ò¾î¿ä
Until the sunrise ended the spell
¶°¿À¸£´Â žçÀÌ ±× ¸¶¹ýÀ» Ç® ¶§±îÁö ¸»ÀÌ¿¡¿ä
7 Wildflower / Color Me Badd(29¸í)
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ 4ÀÎÁ¶ ÆË ±×·ì 'Ä÷¯ ¹Ì ¹èµå'ÀÇ 1993³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© ÀÛǰ. Àαâ
Â÷Æ®¿£ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÁö¸¸ ±¹³»¿¡¼ Å« Àα⸦ ²ø¾úÀ½. ¿À¸®Áö³ÎÀº ij³ª´Ù Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ·Ï
±×·ì 'Skylark'ÀÇ 1973³â ÀÛǰ.
She's faced the hardest times
you could imagine
And many times her eyes
fought back the tears
±×³à´Â »ó»óÇϱ⵵ Èûµç
¾î·Á¿î ½Ã±â¸¦ °Þ¾ú¾î¿ä
±×¸®°í ±×³à´Â ¼öÂ÷·Ê
´«¹°À» µÇ»ïÄ×ÁÒ
And when her youthful world
was about to fall in
Each time her slender shoulders
wore the weight of all her fears
And a sorrow no one hears still rings
in midnight silence in her ears
°« ÇǾ·Á´Â ±×³àÀÇ ¼¼»óÀÌ
¹«³ÊÁ® ³»¸®·Á°í ÇÒ ¶§¸¶´Ù
±×³àÀÇ °¡³ÇÇ ¾î±ú´Â
µÎ·Á¿òÀÇ ¹«°Ô¸¦ Áû¾îÁ®¾ß Çß¾î¿ä
±×¸®°í ¾Æ¹«µµ µèÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â ½½ÇÄÀÌ
ÇѹãÀÇ Á¤Àû ¼Ó¿¡ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ µé·Á¿Í¿ä
Let her cry for she's a lady
Let her dream for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower
growing wild
±×³à´Â ¼÷³àÀÌ´Ï ¿ïµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä
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And if by chance I should hold her
Let me hold her for a time
But if allowed just one possession
I would pick her
from the garden to be mine
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Be careful how you touch her
for she'll awaken
And sleep's the only freedom
that she knows
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And when you look into her eyes
you won't believe
the way she's always paying
for a debt she never owed
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°±À¸·Á ±âµµÇÑ´Ù´Â °É
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And a silent wind still blows that only
she can hear and so she goes
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Let her cry for she's a lady
Let her dream for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower
growing wild (2x)
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San Francisco(Be Sure To Wear Flowers In Your Hair) / Scott McKenzie ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ Æ÷Å© ·Ï °¡¼ö·Î 1967³â ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 4À§ ±â·Ï. If you're going to San Francisco Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair »÷ÇÁ¶õ½Ã½ºÄÚ¿¡ °¡½Ã¸é ÀØÁö ¸»°í ¸Ó¸®¿¡ ²ÉÀ» ²ÈÀ¸¼¼¿ä If you're going to San Francisco You're gonna meet some gentle people there »÷ÇÁ¶õ½Ã½ºÄÚ¿¡ °¡½Ã¸é Ä£ÀýÇÑ »ç¶÷µéÀ» ¸¸³ª°Ô µÉ °Å¿¡¿ä For those who come to San Francisco Summer time will be a love-in there In the streets of San Francisco Gentle people with flowers in their hair »÷ÇÁ¶õ½Ã½ºÄÚ¿¡ ¿À½Ã¸é ¿©¸§¿¡´Â »ç¶ûÀÇ Áýȸ(love-in)°¡ ¿¸± °Å¿¡¿ä »÷ÇÁ¶õ½Ã½ºÄÚÀÇ °Å¸®¿¡¼´Â Ä£ÀýÇÑ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¸Ó¸®¿¡ ²ÉÀ» ²È°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä All across the nation Such a strange vibration People in motion ¿Â ³ª¶ó¿¡ °ÉÃÄ ±×·± ¼³·¹ÀÓÀÌ ³ÑÃÄ ³ª°í »ç¶÷µéÀº Ȱ±â¿¡ Â÷ ÀÖ¾î¿ä There's a whole generation with a new explanation People in motion, people in motion »õ·Î¿î »ý°¢À» °¡Áø ¼¼´ë°¡ ¸ðµÎ »ì°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä Ȱ±â¿¡ Âù »ç¶÷µé For those who come to San Francisco Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair If you come to San Francisco Summer time will be a love-in there »÷ÇÁ¶õ½Ã½ºÄÚ¿¡ ¿À½Ã¸é ÀØÁö ¸»°í ¸Ó¸®¿¡ ²ÉÀ» ²ÈÀ¸¼¼¿ä »÷ÇÁ¶õ½Ã½ºÄÚ¿¡ ¿À½Ã¸é ¿©¸§¿¡´Â »ç¶ûÀÇ Áýȸ°¡ ¿¸± °Å¿¡¿ä
If you come to San Francisco Summer time will be a love-in there »÷ÇÁ¶õ½Ã½ºÄÚ¿¡ ¿À½Ã¸é ±× °÷ÀÇ ¿©¸§Àº »ç¶û½º·¯¿ï °Å¿¡¿ä 7 Flower In The Sun / Janis Joplin(28¸í)
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ºí·ç½º ·Ï ¿©°¡¼öÀÎ 'Á¦´Ï½º Á¶Çø°'ÀÇ 1968³â ¹ßÇ¥ÇÑ ³ë·¡.
½ºÆ©µð¿À ·¹ÄÚµùµÈ °îÀº ¾ø°í, ±×³àÀÇ ¶óÀÌºê ¾Ù¹ü¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ ³ë·¡. ºí·çÁöÇÑ ´À³¦À»
´ãÀº ¿¬ÁÖ¿Í °ÅÄ£ »þ¿ìÆÃ â¹ýÀÌ ¸ÚÁø Á¶È¸¦ ÀÌ·é ÀÛǰ.
Oh please don't you think baby that I am wrong to cry, yeah.
You loved me, too,
So how come you just sit there and laugh
And laugh and laugh and laugh ?
Things just can't be this way
And not for very long
No no no no no no no no no no no no no no.
Our love affair said it's just history, yes it is.
And I tried to love you in my own way,
I think that you know I did.
But to have you here, to see you living,
Oh so near to me, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh but you are distant and so it's dead
And so often people are glad to be old, yeah yeah,
Our love affair is just history, yes it is.
Once in a green time a flower
Oh, fell in love with the sun.
The passion lasted for an hour
And then she wilted from her loved one.
Once in a green time a flower
Oh, fell in love with the sun.
The passion lasted for an hour
And then she wilted from her loved one.
And I see you looking up at the sky, how high it is, yeah.
You wonder if there is, whoa another me
Now how can that be, how can it be ?
Well, I sit here and I ask you, why all this ?
I just got toni-ni-ni-night
Our love affair said it's just a history
But baby, baby, I said it's over, Charlie,
I can't stand another lo-lo-lonely,
I'm never too lonely.
It's over baby,
Where were you when I wanted ya
And needed ya right by my side ?
I said-a, baby, baby, don't you feel me moving,
Baby, don't you hear me cry ?
I know I hurt you, but Lord don't you know I cried,
I know I hurt you, but babe don't you know I tried,
Oh baby, oh babe, whoa.
6 Seven Daffodils / Brothers Four(29¸í)
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»ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½.
I may not have a mansion I havent any land
Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hand
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But I can show you morning on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you seven daffodils
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I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things
But I can weave you moon beams for necklaces and rings
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And I can show you morning on a thousand hills
And kiss you and give you seven daffodils
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Oh, Seven golden daffodils are shining in the sun
To light away to evening when our days is done
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¿ì¸®ÀÇ ³ª³¯µéÀÌ ´ÙÇÏ¸é ½Ãµé¾î°¡°ÚÁÒ
And I will give you music and a crust of bread
A pillow of piney boughs to rest your head
A pillow of piney boughs to rest your head
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10 Wildflower / Skylark(27¸í)
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µíÇÑ º¸ÄÃÀÌ ÀÏǰÀÎ ³ë·¡. À̵éÀÇ ¸í¹Ý 'Skylark'¿¡ ¼ö·Ï.
She's faced the hardest times
you could imagine
And many times her eyes
fought back the tears
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¾î·Á¿î ½Ã±â¸¦ °Þ¾ú¾î¿ä
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´«¹°À» µÇ»ïÄ×ÁÒ
And when her youthful world
was about to fall in
Each time her slender shoulders
wore the weight of all her fears
And a sorrow no one hears still rings
in midnight silence in her ears
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ÇѹãÀÇ Á¤Àû ¼Ó¿¡ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ µé·Á¿Í¿ä
Let her cry for she's a lady
Let her dream for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower
growing wild
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±×³à´Â ¾ÆÁ÷ ¾î¸®´Ï ²Þ²Ùµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä
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ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°í ºÎµå·¯¿î ²ÉÀÌ¿¡¿ä
And if by chance I should hold her
Let me hold her for a time
But if allowed just one possession
I would pick her
from the garden to be mine
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Be careful how you touch her
for she'll awaken
And sleep's the only freedom
that she knows
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Àáµå´Â °Í¸¸ÀÌ ±×³à°¡ ¾Ë°í ÀÖ´Â
À¯ÀÏÇÑ ÀÚÀ¯¿¡¿ä
And when you look into her eyes
you won't believe
the way she's always paying
for a debt she never owed
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±×³à°¡ ÁöÁöµµ ¾ÊÀ» ºúÀ»
°±À¸·Á ±âµµÇÑ´Ù´Â °É
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And a silent wind still blows that only
she can hear and so she goes
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¼Ò¸®¾ø´Â ¹Ù¶÷°á¿¡ ±×·¸°Ô ²ÉÀº Áö°í ¸»ÁÒ
Let her cry for she's a lady
Let her dream for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower
growing wild (2x)
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