She / Elvis Costello ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆãÅ© ·Ï°¡¼ö '¿¤ºñ½º ÄÚ½ºÅÚ·Î'ÀÇ 1999³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ© ÀÛǰ(¿ø°îÀº ¼§¼Û°¡¼ö »þ¸¦¸£ ¾ÆÁºê¸£ÀÓ). ºÎµå·¯¿ì¸é¼µµ ¼¶¼¼ÇÑ ¸á·Îµð, ¿©±â¿¡ ³ªÁö¸·ÇÑ À½¼ºÀÇ ¿¤ºñ½º ÄÚ½ºÅÚ·ÎÀÇ º¸ÄÃÀÌ ¸ÚÁø Á¶È¸¦ ÀÌ·ç¾ú´Ù. ÀÌ °îÀº ÀüÇô ´Ù¸¥ ¼¼°è¿¡ Á¸ÀçÇÏ´Â µÎ »ç¶÷ÀÇ ¿ì¿¬Ä¡ ¾ÊÀº ¸¸³², ±×¸®°í ¿¹»ç·ÓÁö ¾ÊÀº ·¯ºê½ºÅ丮¸¦ ±×¸° ¿µÈ <Notting Hill>¿¡ »ðÀÔµÇ¸é¼ ¼ø½Ä°£¿¡ Àαâ¸ôÀ̸¦ ÇÏ°Ô µÈ °î. ÀÌ ¿µÈ´Â ÁÙ¸®¾Æ ·Î¹öÃ÷¿Í ÈÞ Å©·£Æ®°¡ ÀλóÀûÀÎ ¿¬±â¸¦ Çß´Ù.
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She may be the face I can't forget
±×³àÀÇ ¾ó±¼Àº ÀØÀ» ¼ö ¾øÀ» °Ì´Ï´Ù The trace of pleasure or regret ±â»Ý ¶Ç´Â ÈÄȸÀÇ ÈçÀû May be my treasure ¾î¼¸é ³ªÀÇ º¸¹°À̰ųª or the price I have to pay ³»°¡ Ä¡·¯¾ß ÇÒ ´ë°¡ÀÎÁöµµ ¸ð¸¨´Ï´Ù
She may be the song that summer sings ±×³à´Â ¿©¸§ÀÌ ºÎ¸£´Â ³ë·¡ÀÏ °Ì´Ï´Ù May be the chill that autumn brings ¾î¼¸é °¡À»ÀÌ ¾È°Ü´Ù ÁÖ´Â ¼´ÃÇÔÀÏÁöµµ ¸ð¸£°í May be a hundred different things ¾î¼¸é ÇÏ·ç¿¡µµ ¼ö ¹é°¡Áö·Î º¯ÇÏ´Â within the measure of a day ´Ù¸¥ ¸ð½ÀÀÏÁöµµ ¸ð¸¨´Ï´Ù
She may be the beauty or the beast
±×³à´Â ¹Ì³à, ¾î¼¸é ¾ß¼öÀÏÁöµµ ¸ð¸¨´Ï´Ù May be the famine or the feast ±¾ÁÖ¸®°Ô ¶Ç´Â ¹èºÎ¸£°Ô ÇÒ ¼öµµ ÀÖ°í May turn each day ÇÏ·ç ÇϷ縦 õ±¹À¸·Î into a heaven or a hell ¾î¼¸é Áö¿ÁÀ¸·Î ¹Ù²ÜÁöµµ ¸ð¸¨´Ï´Ù
She may be the mirror of my dreams ±×³à´Â ³» ²ÞÀ» ºñÃß´Â °Å¿ïÀÏÁöµµ ¸ð¸¨´Ï´Ù The smile reflected in a stream ½Ã³Á¹°¿¡ ºñÄ£ ±×³àÀÇ ¹Ì¼Ò She may not be what she ±×³à ¾È¿¡ °¨ÃçÁø ¸ð½ÀÀº ¾î¼¸é would seem inside her shell °Ñº¸±â¿Í ´Ù¸¦ Áöµµ ¸ô¶ó¿ä
She would always seem »ç¶÷µé Æ´¿¡ ³¢¾î ÀÖÀ¸¸é
so happy in a crowd ±×³à´Â Ç×»ó Çàº¹ÇØ º¸ÀÔ´Ï´Ù Whose eyes can be so bright ±×³àÀÇ ´«Àº ¹à°Ô ºû³ª°í and so proud Àڽۨ¿¡ °¡µæ Â÷ ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù No one's allowed to see them ±× ´«¿¡ ´«¹°ÀÌ È帣´Â ¸ð½ÀÀ» when they cry ¾Æ¹«¿¡°Ôµµ º¸ÀÌÁö ¾Ê½À´Ï´Ù
She may be the love ¾î¼¸é ±×³àÀÇ »ç¶ûÀÌ ¿µ¿øÈ÷ that cannot hope to last °è¼ÓµÇµµ·Ï ¹Ù¶ö ¼ö ¾øÀ»Áöµµ ¸ð¸¨´Ï´Ù May come to me Á×´Â ³¯±îÁö ±â¾ïÇÏ°Ô µÉ
from shadows of the past °ú°ÅÀÇ ±×¸²ÀڷκÎÅÍ that I'll remember till the day I die ±×³à°¡ ³»°Ô ´Ù°¡¿ÃÁöµµ ¸ð¸£ÁÒ
She may be the reason I survive ³»°¡ »ç´Â ÀÌÀ¯´Â ±×³à ¶§¹®ÀÏ °Ì´Ï´Ù The why and wherefore I'm alive ±×³à´Â ³» Á¸ÀçÀÇ ÀÌÀ¯ÀÌÀÚ The one I'll care for ´Ù°¡¿Ã Èûµç ¼¼¿ù µ¿¾È through the rough and ready years ³»°¡ »ý°¢ÇÏ´Â ´Ü ÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÔ´Ï´Ù
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears ±×³àÀÇ ¿ôÀ½°ú ´«¹°À» ¹Þ¾Æ´Ù And make them all my souvenirs ¼ÒÁßÈ÷ °£Á÷ÇϰڽÀ´Ï´Ù The way she goes that got to be ±×³à°¡ °¡´Â °÷ÀÌ¸é ³»°¡ °¡°Ú½À´Ï´Ù the meaning of my life is she ³» »îÀÇ Àǹ̴ ±×³àÀ̴ϱî¿ä She, she ±×³à, ±×³à
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1. The Water Is Wide / ±è¹Ì¿µ ¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ Æ÷Å© ¿©°¡¼ö 'Ä®¶ó º¸³ëÇÁ'ÀÇ 1979³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ±¹³»¿¡¼¸¸ È÷Æ®ÇÑ ³ë·¡. 1992³â SBS µå¶ó¸¶ 'µÎ·Á¿ò ¾ø´Â »ç¶û(°íÇöÁ¤, ÃÖÀ缺 ÁÖ¿¬)'¿¡ ¾²ÀÌ¸é¼ µÚ´Ê°Ô Àα⸦ ¾ò¾úÀ½. ¿À·¡µÈ ¾ÆÀÏ·£µå ¹Î¿ä¸¦ Çö´ëÀûÀÎ ºÐÀ§±â·Î ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©ÇÑ ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ¼Á¤ÀûÀÎ ´À³¦ÀÇ ¿¬ÁÖ¿Í ¾ÖÁ¶¶è º¸ÄÃÀÌ ¸ÚÁø Á¶È¸¦ ÀÌ·é ³ë·¡.
The water is wide I can't cross over ¹Ù´Ù°¡ ³Ê¹« ³Ð¾î °Ç³Î ¼ö°¡ ¾ø¾î¿ä And neither have the wings to fly ³ ³¯ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ³¯°³µµ ¾ø´Â°É¿ä Give me a boat that can carry two ¹è¸¦ ÁÖ¼¼¿ä µÎ»ç¶÷ÀÌ Å» ¼ö ÀÖ´Â And both shall row, my love and I ¿ì¸® µÑÀÌ Àú¾î °¥°Ô¿ä, ³» »ç¶û°ú ³»°¡
Oh, love is gentle and love is kind »ç¶ûÀº ºÎµå·´°í, »ç¶ûÀº ´ÙÁ¤ÇÏÁÒ The sweetest flower when first it's new óÀ½ ²ÉÇÇ¿ï ¶§´Â °¡Àå Çâ±â·Î¿î ²ÉÀÌÁö¸¸ But love grows old and waxes cold »ç¶ûµµ ³ªÀ̰¡ µé°í Â÷°©°Ô ½Ä¾î¹ö¸®´Ù°¡ and fades away like morning dew ¾ÆÄ§ À̽½Ã³·³ »ç¶óÁ® ¹ö¸®³×¿ä
There is a ship and she sails to sea ¹Ù´Ù·Î Èê·¯°¡´Â ¹è°¡ Çϳª Àֳ׿ä She's loaded deep as deep can be ÁüÀ» °¡µæ ½Ç¾úÁö¸¸ But not as deep as the love I'm in ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ºüÁø ³» »ç¶û¸¸Å °¡µæÇÏÁø ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä I know not how I sink or swim
³» »ç¶ûÀÌ °¡¶ó¾ÉÀ» Áö ÇìÃijª°¥Áö´Â ³ªµµ ¸ð¸£°Ú³×¿ä
2. Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word /
±è»óÇù ¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË°¡¼ö '¿¤Æ° Á¸'ÀÇ 1976³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ½Ì±ÛÂ÷Æ® 6À§±îÁö ¿Ã¶ú´ø ³ë·¡. ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¸á·Îµð¿Í ¾ÖƶÇÑ ´À³¦ÀÇ º¸ÄÃÀÌ ´õÇØÁø °îÀ¸·Î À½¾ÇõÀç¶õ Âù»ç¸¦ ¹Þ±â¿¡ ÃæºÐÇÑ À½¾Ç¼¼°è¸¦ ÆîÃÆÀ½. ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó¿¡¼ 'Goodbye Yellow Brick Road', 'Tonight', 'We All Fall In Love Sometimes'¿Í ÇÔ²² ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó¿¡¼ Å« Àα⸦ ¾ò°í ÀÖ´Â ¿Ã ŸÀÓ ¸®Äù½ºÆ® ¼Û.
What have I got to do to make you love me? ´ç½ÅÀÌ Àý »ç¶ûÇÏ°Ô Çϱâ À§ÇØ Á¦°¡ ¹«¾ùÀ» ÇØ¾ß¸¸ Çϳª¿ä? What have I got to do to make you care? ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾ÖÁ¤À» °®°Ô Çϱâ À§ÇØ Á¦°¡ ¹«¾ùÀ» ÇØ¾ß¸¸ Çϳª¿ä? What do I do when lightning strikes me and I wake to find that you're not there?
Á¦°Ô ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀÌ »ý°Ü ¾ÆÄ§¿¡ ÀϾ °ç¿¡ ¾ø´Â ´ç½ÅÀ» ¹ß°ßÇÑ´Ù¸é ¾î¶»°Ô Çϳª¿ä? What do I do to make you want me? ´ç½ÅÀÌ Àý ¿øÇϵµ·Ï ÇÏ·Á¸é ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ¾ß Çϳª¿ä? What have I got to do to be heard? Á¦ ¸»À» ÀüÇϱâ À§Çؼ´Â ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ¾ß Çϳª¿ä? What do I say when it's all over? ¸ðµç °ÍÀÌ ³¡³µÀ» ¶§´Â ¹¹¶ó°í ¸»ÇØ¾ß ÇÏÁÒ? And sorry seems to be the hardest word ¹Ì¾ÈÇÏ´Ù´Â ¸»Àº °¡Àå Çϱ⠾î·Á¿î °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
It's sad, so sad ½½ÇÅ´Ï´Ù, Á¤¸» ½½ÇÅ´Ï´Ù It's a sad, sad situation ½½Ç »óȲÀÔ´Ï´Ù
And it's getting more and more absurd ±×¸®°í Á¡Á¡ ´õ ÀÌ»óÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾î°¡°í ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù It's sad, so sad ½½ÇÅ´Ï´Ù, Á¤¸» ½½ÇÅ´Ï´Ù Why can't we talk it over? ¿Ö ¿ì¸®´Â ´ëÈ·Î ÇØ°áÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ»±î¿ä? Oh it seems to me that sorry seems to be the hardest word Á¦°Ô ¹Ì¾ÈÇÏ´Ù´Â ¸»Àº °¡Àå Çϱ⠾î·Á¿î °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
It's sad, so sad ½½ÇÁ±º¿ä, Á¤¸» ½½ÇÁ±º¿ä It's a sad, sad situation ½½Ç »óȲÀÔ´Ï´Ù And it's getting more and more absurd ±×¸®°í Á¡Á¡ ´õ ÀÌ»óÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾î°¡°í ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù It's sad, so sad ½½ÇÁ±º¿ä, Á¤¸» ½½ÇÁ±º¿ä
Why can't we talk it over? ¿Ö ¿ì¸®´Â ´ëÈ·Î ÇØ°áÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ»±î¿ä? Oh it seems to me that sorry seems to be the hardest word Á¦°Ô ¹Ì¾ÈÇÏ´Ù´Â ¸»Àº °¡Àå Çϱ⠾î·Á¿î °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
What do I do to make you love me ´ç½ÅÀÌ Àý »ç¶ûÇϵµ·Ï ÇÏ·Á¸é ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ¾ß Çϳª¿ä? What have I got to do to be heard? Á¦ ¸»À» ÀüÇϱâ À§Çؼ´Â ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ¾ß¸¸ Çϳª¿ä? What do I do when lightning strikes me? Á¦°Ô ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀÌ »ý±â¸é Àü ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ¾ß Çϳª¿ä? What have I got to do? ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ¾ß¸¸ Çϳª¿ä?
What have I got to do when sorry seems to be the hardest word? ¹Ì¾ÈÇÏ´Ù´Â ¸»Àº °¡Àå Çϱ⠾î·Á¿ï ¶§¿¡´Â ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ¾ß¸¸ Çϳª¿ä?
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Lovefool / ÇãÀÚÀ± ½º¿þµ§ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ È¥¼º 5ÀÎÁ¶ ¸ð´ø ·Ï ±×·ì 'Ä«µð°Ç½º'ÀÇ 1996³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ·¹¿À³ª¸£µµ µðÄ«ÇÁ¸®¿À, Ŭ·¹¾î µ¥ÀÎÁî ÁÖ¿¬ ¿µÈ '·Î¹Ì¿À & ÁÙ¸®¿§'ÀÇ ÁÖÁ¦°¡. Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿£ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÁö¸¸ ¿µÈÀÇ Àαâ¿Í ÇÔ²² ±¹³»¿¡¼ ¸¹Àº »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾Ò´ø ³ë·¡.
Dear, I fear we're facing a problem You love me no longer, I know And maybe there is nothing that I can do To make you do Mama tells me I shouldn't bother That I ought to stick to another man A man that surely deserves me But I think you do! »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â ±×´ë¿© ¿ì¸®¿¡°Ô ¹®Á¦°¡ »ý±ä °Í °°¾Æ °ÆÁ¤ÀÌ µÅ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ³¯ ´õ ÀÌ»ó ³¯ »ç¶ûÇÏÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù´Â °É ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾î ±×¸®°í ´ç½ÅÀÌ ³¯ »ç¶ûÇϵµ·Ï ³»°¡ ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ÀÏÀÌ ¾Æ¹« °Íµµ ¾ø´Ù´Â °Íµµ. ¾ö¸¶´Â °í¹ÎÇÏÁö ¸»°í ´Ù¸¥ ³²ÀÚ¿¡°Ô Ãæ½ÇÇØº¸¶ó±¸ ÇϽÃÁö ºÐ¸íÈ÷ ³ª¸¦ »ç¶ûÇØÁÙ ¸¸ÇÑ ³²ÀÚ·Î ¸»¾ß ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×·± »ç¶÷Àº ³Ê¹Û¿¡ ¾ø´Ù¶ó°í »ý°¢ÇØ
*So I cry, I pray and I beg Love me love me Say that you love me Fool me fool me Go on and fool me Love me love me Pretend that you love me Leave me leave me Just say that you need me So I cry, I pray and I beg for you to Love me love me Say that you love me Leave me leave me Just say that you need me I can't care 'bout anything but you... ±×·¡¼ ³ ¿ï¸ç ±âµµÇÏ¸ç ¾Ö°ÉÇßÁö `³¯ »ç¶ûÇØ Áà, ³¯ »ç¶ûÇØ ´Þ¶ó±¸` `³¯ »ç¶ûÇÑ´Ù°í ¸»ÇØ Áà` ¶ó°í `³¯ »ç¶û¿¡ ºüÁø ¹Ùº¸·Î ´ëÇØÁà` `°è¼Ó ³¯ ¹Ùº¸·Î Ãë±ÞÇØÁà` `³¯ »ç¶ûÇØ Áà, »ç¶ûÇØ ´Þ¶ó±¸` `³¯ »ç¶ûÇϴ ôÀÌ¶óµµ ÇØÁà` `³¯ ¹ö¸®°í ¶°³ª, ¹ö¸®°í ¶°³ª¶ó±¸` `±×³É ³»°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÏ´Ù°í ¸»ÇØ Áà` ±×·¡¼ ³ ¿ï¸ç ±âµµÇÏ¸ç ¾Ö°ÉÇßÁö `³¯ »ç¶ûÇØ Áà, ³¯ »ç¶ûÇØ ´Þ¶ó±¸` `³¯ »ç¶ûÇÑ´Ù°í ¸»ÇØ Áà` ¶ó°í `³¯ ¹ö¸®°í ¶°³ª, ¹ö¸®°í ¶°³ª¶ó±¸` `±×³É ³»°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÏ´Ù°í ¸»ÇØ ºÁ` ³» ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿£ ¿À·ÎÁö ´ç½Å »ý°¢ ¹Û¿¡ ¾ø¾î
Lately I have desperately pondered, Spent my nights awake and I wonder What I could have done in another way To make you stay Reason will not lead to solution I will end up lost in confusion I don't care if you really care As long as you don't go ÃÖ±Ù µé¾î¼´Â ¹ã»õ Àáµµ ¸øÀÚ°í ¹«Ã´À̳ª ¸¹ÀÌ °õ°õÈ÷ »ý°¢ÇغÃÁö ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¶°³ªÁö ¾Ê°Ô ÇÏ·Á¸é ¶Ç ¾î¶² ¼ö¸¦ ½è¾î¾ß Çߴ°¡¸¦
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Lately / ÀÌÁÖȯ
1980³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î Àαâ Â÷Æ®¿£ ¿À¸£Áö ¸øÇßÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó¿¡¼ ¿À·§µ¿¾È ¾ÖûµÇ°í ÀÖÀ½. ±×ÀÇ ¸í¹Ý <<Hotter Than July>>¿¡ ¼ö·Ï. ÀÚÀüÀûÀÎ ³»¿ëÀ» ´Ù·é °îÀ¸·Î ´ç½Ã ¿¬ÀÎÀÌ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ °çÀ» ¶°³ªÀÚ ÀÌ ³ë·¡¸¦ ¹ßÇ¥. ÇÑ ÆíÀÇ ½Ã¸¦ ¶°¿Ã¸®°Ô ÇÏ´Â ¾Æ·ÃÇÑ ³ë·§¸»°ú ½ºÆ¼ºñ ¿ø´õ ¸¸ÀÇ À½¾ÇÀû »ö±òÀÌ Àß µå·¯³ ³ë·¡. ¿ì¸®³ª¶ó¿¡¼± ¼Áö¿øÀ̶õ °¡¼ö°¡ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ¾Ù¹ü¿¡ ÀÌ ³ë·¡¸¦ ¼ö·ÏÇϱ⵵ ÇßÀ½.
Lately, I have had the strangest feeling ÃÖ±Ù¿¡, µüÈ÷ ±× ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ÀÖ´Â °Ç ¾Æ´ÏÁö¸¸ With no vivid reason here to find ÀÌ»óÇÑ ´À³¦ÀÌ µé¾î¿ä. Yet the thought of losing you's been ´ç½ÅÀ» ÀÒ¾î¹ö¸± °Í¸¸ °°Àº ±×·± »ý°¢ÀÌ hanging 'round my mind ÀÚ²Ù¸¸ ³» ¸¾¼Ó¿¡¼ ¸Éµ¹°í ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
Far more frequently you're wearing perfume ´ç½Å, ¾Æ¹«µ¥µµ °¥ µ¥´Â ¾ø´Ù¸é¼ With you say no special place to go ¿¾³¯º¸´Ù ÈξÀ ´õ ÀÚÁÖ Çâ¼ö¸¦ ¾²³×¿ä. But when I ask ÇÏÁö¸¸, ³»°¡ °ð Áý¿¡ ¿Ã °Å³Ä ¹°À¸¸é, will you be coming back soon ´ç½Å, ¸ð¸¥´Ù°í¸¸ Çϳ׿ä. You don't know, never know ¸ð¸¥´Ù±¸¿ä.
Well, I'm a man of many wishes ±×·¡¿ä, ³»°¡ ¸¹Àº °É ¹Ù¶ó´Â ³²ÀÚÀ̱ä ÇÏÁö¸¸ Hope my premonition misses ÀÌ·± ¿¹°¨Àº Ʋ¸° °Å¿´À¸¸é ÁÁ°Ú¾î¿ä. But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide ÀÌ·± ³» ´À³¦À» ³» ´«¿¡ µå·¯³ªÁö ¾Ê°Ô ÇÒ ¼ø ¾ø°ÚÁÒ. Cause they always start to cry Ç×»ó ´«¹°·Î ¸ÕÀú È帣±â ½ÃÀÛÇÒ Å״ϱî¿ä. Cause this time could mean goodbye À̹ø¿£, À̺°À» ÇØ¾ß ÇÒÁöµµ ¸ð¸£´Ï±î¿ä.
Lately I've been staring in the mirror ÃÖ±Ù¿¡, ³ °Å¿ïÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸¸é¼ Very slowly picking me apart ³¯ õõÈ÷ ¶â¾îº¸°ï ÇØ¿ä. Trying to tell myself ³» Àڽſ¡°Ô ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸¾À» ÀǽÉÇÒ¸¸ÇÑ I have no reason with your heart ¾Æ¹«·± ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ¾ø´Ù°í ¸»Çغ¸¸é¼ ¸»ÀÌ¿¡¿ä.
Just the other night Àü³¯ ¹ã, while you were sleeping ´ç½ÅÀÌ Àáµç »çÀÌ¿¡ I vaguely heard you ´ç½ÅÀÌ ´Ù¸¥ »ç¶÷ÀÇ À̸§À» ¼Ó»èÀÌ´Â°É whisper someone's name ½ºÄ¡µíÀÌ µè°í ¸»¾Ò¾î¿ä. But when I ask you ÇÏÁö¸¸, ³»°¡ ¹«½¼ »ý°¢À» Çϰí ÀÖ´À³Ä°í, of the thoughts your keeping ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀÌ³Ä ¹°À» ¶§¸é, You just say nothing's changed ´ç½ÅÀº ±×Àú ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ º¯ÇÑ °Ç ¾ø´Ù, ¸»ÇÒ »ÓÀÌÁÒ.
Well, I'm a man of many wishes ±×·¡¿ä, ³»°¡ ¸¹Àº °É ¹Ù¶ó´Â ³²ÀÚÀ̱ä ÇÏÁö¸¸ Hope my premonition misses ÀÌ·± ¿¹°¨Àº Ʋ¸° °Å¿´À¸¸é ÁÁ°Ú¾î¿ä. But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide ÀÌ·± ³» ´À³¦À» ³» ´«¿¡ µå·¯³ªÁö ¾Ê°Ô ÇÒ ¼ø ¾ø°ÚÁÒ. Cause they always start to cry Ç×»ó ´«¹°·Î ¸ÕÀú È帣±â ½ÃÀÛÇÒ Å״ϱî¿ä. Cause this time could mean goodbye À̹ø¿£, À̺°À» ÇØ¾ß ÇÒÁöµµ ¸ð¸£´Ï±î¿ä. Oh, I'm a man of many wishes ¾Æ, ³ ¸¹Àº °É ¹Ù¶ó±ä ÇÏÁö¸¸, I hope my premonition misses À̹ø ¿¹°¨¸¸ÅÀº Ʋ·ÈÀ¸¸é ÁÁ°Ú¾î¿ä. But what I really feel ÇÏÁö¸¸, ÀÌ·± ³» ´À³¦À» my eyes won't let me hide ³» ´«¿¡ µå·¯³ªÁö ¾Ê°Ô ÇÒ ¼ø ¾ø°ÚÁÒ. Cause they always start to cry Ç×»ó ´«¹°·Î ¸ÕÀú È帣±â ½ÃÀÛÇÒ Å״ϱî¿ä. Cause this time could mean goodbye À̹ø¿£, À̺°À» ÇØ¾ß ÇÒÁöµµ ¸ð¸£´Ï±î¿ä.
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