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    ²ÉÇÇ´Â 4¿ù¿¡ µè°í ½ÍÀº ³ë·¡(ÃÑ 684¸í)

 

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

±×³à´Â ¾ÆÁ÷ ¾î¸®´Ï ²Þ²Ùµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä

±×³à°¡ ºñ¸¦ ¸Âµµ·Ï ³»¹ö·Á µÖ¿ä

±×³à´Â °ÅÄ¥°Ô Àڶ󳪴Â

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

±×¸®°í ±×³à¸¦ ¾ÈÀ» ±âȸ°¡ ÀÖ´Ù¸é

Çѵ¿¾È ¾ÈÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô ÇØÁà¿ä

¿ÀÁ÷ ÇÑ °¡Áö¸¸ ¼ÒÀ¯ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é

³­ Á¤¿ø¿¡¼­ ±×³à¸¦ ¼±ÅÃÇØ¼­

³ªÀÇ °ÍÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé°Ú¾î¿ä

 

Be careful how you touch her

for she'll awaken

And sleep's the only freedom

that she knows

±×³à¿¡°Ô ¼Õ±æÀ» ¹ÌÄ¥ ¶© Á¶½ÉÇØ¿ä

±×³à°¡ ±ú¾î³¯ Áöµµ ¸ð¸£´Ï±î¿ä

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

´ç½ÅÀÌ ±×³àÀÇ ´«À» ¹Ù¶óº¸¸é

±×³à°¡ ÁöÁöµµ ¾ÊÀ» ºúÀ»

°±À¸·Á ±âµµÇÑ´Ù´Â °É

¹Ï±â ¾î·Á¿ï °Å¿¡¿ä

 

And a silent wind still blows that only

she can hear and so she goes

±×¸®°í ¿ÀÁ÷ ±×³à¸¸ µéÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ´Â

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)

±×³à´Â ¼÷³àÀÌ´Ï ¿ïµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä

±×³à´Â ¾ÆÁ÷ ¾î¸®´Ï ²Þ²Ùµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä

±×³à°¡ ºñ¸¦ ¸Âµµ·Ï ³»¹ö·Á µÖ¿ä

±×³à´Â °ÅÄ¥°Ô Àڶ󳪴Â

ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°í ºÎµå·¯¿î ²ÉÀÌ¿¡¿ä

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 È°±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)

 ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ 4ÀÎÁ¶ Folk ±×·ì 'ºê¶ó´õ½º Æ÷'ÀÇ 1965³â ÀÛǰ. Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿£ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó¿¡¼­ 70³â´ë ¾çÈñÀº¾¾°¡ 'Àϰö¼ÛÀÌ ¼ö¼±È­'·Î ¹ø¾ÈµÅ ¸¹Àº »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½.

 

I may not have a mansion I havent any land

Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hand  

Àü Áýµµ ¾ø°í ¶¥µµ ¾ø¾î¿ä

´çÀå Á¦ ¼Õ¿¡ ¿òÄÑÁæ ÁöÆó ÇÑ Àåµµ ¾ø°í¿ä

 

But I can show you morning on a thousand hills

And kiss you and give you seven daffodils  

ÇÏÁö¸¸ Àü ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô Àú ±ÁÀÌÄ¡´Â »ê À§·Î

¶°¿À¸£´Â ¾ÆÄ§À» º¸¿©ÁÙ ¼ö ÀÖ°í

»ç¶ûÀÇ Å°½º¿Í Àϰö ¼ÛÀÌ ¼ö¼±È­¸¦ µå¸± ¼ö ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù

 

I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things

But I can weave you moon beams for necklaces and rings  

Àü ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ¿¹»Û ¹°°ÇµéÀ» »çÁÙ ¸¸ÇÑ Àç»êµµ ¾ø½À´Ï´Ù ÇÏÁö¸¸

Àü ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô Àú ´ÞºûÀ» ¿«¾î¼­

¸ñ°ÉÀÌ¿Í ¹ÝÁö¸¦ ¸¸µé¾î µå¸± ¼ö ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù

 

And I can show you morning on a thousand hills

And kiss you and give you seven daffodils  

±×¸®°í Àú ±ÁÀÌÄ¡´Â »ê À§·Î ¶°¿À¸£´Â ¾ÆÄ§À» º¸¿©ÁÙ ¼ö ÀÖ°í

»ç¶ûÀÇ Å°½º¿Í Àϰö ¼ÛÀÌ ¼ö¼±È­¸¦ µå¸± ¼ö ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù

 

Oh, Seven golden daffodils are shining in the sun

To light away to evening when our days is done  

¿À, Ȳ±Ý ºû Àϰö ¼ÛÀÌ ¼ö¼±È­´Â ÇÞºû ¼Ó¿¡ Âù¶õÈ÷ ÇǾú´Ù°¡

¿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  

±×·¯¸é Àü ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î À½¾Ç°ú ÇÑ Á¶°¢ »§À» µå¸®°í

¼Ò³ª¹« °¡Áö·Î º£°³¸¦ ¸¸µé¾î

´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ÆíÈ÷ ½¬°Ô ÇØµå¸®°Ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

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10  Wildflower / Skylark(27¸í)

 Ä³³ª´Ù Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ·Ï ±×·ì '½ºÄ«À̶ô'ÀÇ 1973³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 9À§±îÁö ±â·ÏÇß´ø ³ë·¡. µ¥À̺ø Æ÷½ºÅÍÀÇ ¿µ·ÕÇÑ ½Å¼­»çÀÌÀú ¿¬ÁÖ¿Í B.J ÄîÀÇ ¿µÈ¥À» ¿ï¸®´Â 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

±×³à´Â »ó»óÇϱ⵵ Èûµç

¾î·Á¿î ½Ã±â¸¦ °Þ¾ú¾î¿ä

±×¸®°í ±×³à´Â ¼ö Â÷·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

±×³à´Â ¾ÆÁ÷ ¾î¸®´Ï ²Þ²Ùµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä

±×³à°¡ ºñ¸¦ ¸Âµµ·Ï ³»¹ö·Á µÖ¿ä

±×³à´Â °ÅÄ¥°Ô Àڶ󳪴Â

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

±×¸®°í ±×³à¸¦ ¾ÈÀ» ±âȸ°¡ ÀÖ´Ù¸é

Çѵ¿¾È ¾ÈÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô ÇØÁà¿ä

¿ÀÁ÷ ÇѰ¡Áö¸¸ ¼ÒÀ¯ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é

³­ Á¤¿ø¿¡¼­ ±×³à¸¦ ¼±ÅÃÇØ¼­

³ªÀÇ °ÍÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé°Ú¾î¿ä

 

Be careful how you touch her

for she'll awaken

And sleep's the only freedom

that she knows

±×³à¿¡°Ô ¼Õ±æÀ» ¹ÌÄ¥ ¶© Á¶½ÉÇØ¿ä

±×³à°¡ ±ú¾î³¯ Áöµµ ¸ð¸£´Ï±î¿ä

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

´ç½ÅÀÌ ±×³àÀÇ ´«À» ¹Ù¶óº¸¸é

±×³à°¡ ÁöÁöµµ ¾ÊÀ» ºúÀ»

°±À¸·Á ±âµµÇÑ´Ù´Â °É

¹Ï±â ¾î·Á¿ï °Å¿¡¿ä

 

And a silent wind still blows that only

she can hear and so she goes

±×¸®°í ¿ÀÁ÷ ±×³à¸¸ µéÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ´Â

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)

±×³à´Â ¼÷³àÀÌ´Ï ¿ïµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä

±×³à´Â ¾ÆÁ÷ ¾î¸®´Ï ²Þ²Ùµµ·Ï ³» ¹ö·ÁµÖ¿ä

±×³à°¡ ºñ¸¦ ¸Âµµ·Ï ³»¹ö·Á µÖ¿ä

±×³à´Â °ÅÄ¥°Ô Àڶ󳪴Â

ÀÚÀ¯·Ó°í ºÎµå·¯¿î ²ÉÀÌ¿¡¿ä

 

 




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