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I Will / Beatles
ºñƲÁîÀÇ 3´ë ¸í¹Ý Áß ÇϳªÀÎ 1968³â ¾Ù¹ü 'The Beatles'(Àϸí; White Album)¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ ³ë·¡.
Àû´çÇÑ ºñÆ®¿Í ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¸á·Îµð°¡ Ư¡ÀÎ ÀÌ °îÀº »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â »ç¶÷¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ »ç¶ûÀÌ Æò»ýÅä·Ï º¯Ä¡ ¾Ê°Ú´Ù´Â ³»¿ëÀÇ ³ë·¡.
¿ì¸®³ª¶ó¿¡¼ °ÅÀÇ ¼Ò°³µÇÁö ¾Ê¾Ò´ø ÀÌ ³ë·¡´Â 1994³â ¿ö·» ºñƼ, ¾Æ³×Æ® º£´× ÁÖ¿¬ÀÇ ¿µÈ 'Love Affair'¿¡ ¾²ÀÎ ÈÄ µÚ´Ê°Ô È÷Æ®.
ÀÌ °îÀº ´Ü¼øÇϸ鼵µ °¨¹Ì·Î¿î ¸á·Îµð, ±×¸®°í µû¶æÇÑ ÁÖÁ¦¸¦ ÅëÇØ ºñƲÁîÀÇ ¶Ç ´Ù¸¥ ¸í°îÀ¸·Î ¶°¿À¸£°í ÀÖ´Ù. Æú ¸ÅīƮ´ÏÀÇ ÀÛǰ.
I Will
Who know how long I've loved you
¾ó¸¶³ª ¿À·§µ¿¾È ³»°¡ ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇØ¿Ô´ÂÁö ¾Æ¹«µµ ¸ð¸¦ °Ì´Ï´Ù
Do You know I love you still
Á¦°¡ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ »ç¶ûÇÏ´ÂÁö ´ç½ÅÀº ¾Æ½Ã³ª¿ä
Will I wait a lonely lifetime
Æò»ýÀ» ¿Ü·Ó°Ô ±â´Ù·Á¾ß Çϳª¿ä
If you want me to I will
´ç½ÅÀÌ ¿øÇÏ½Å´Ù¸é ±×·¸°Ô Çϰھî¿ä
For if I ever saw you, I didn't catch your name
³»°¡ ´ç½ÅÀ» ¸¸³ª¼ À̸§À» ±â¾ïÇÏÁö ¸øÇß´Ù ÇÏ´õ¶óµµ
But it never really mattered
Å©°Ô ¹®Á¦°¡ µÇÁø ¾Ê¾ÒÀ» °Ì´Ï´Ù
I will always feel the same
³» »ç¶ûÀº ¾ðÁ¦³ª ¶È°°À» Å״ϱî¿ä
Love you forever and forever
¿µ¿øÈ÷, ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÕ´Ï´Ù
Love you with all my heart
Á¦ ¸ðµç ¸¶À½À» ´ÙÇØ ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÕ´Ï´Ù
Love you whenever we're together, love you when we're apart
¿ì¸®°¡ ÇÔ²² ÀÖÀ» ¶§³ª ¶³¾îÁ® ÀÖÀ» ¶§µµ ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÒ °Ì´Ï´Ù
And when at last I find you, your song will fill the air
¸¶Ä§³» ´ç½ÅÀ» ã°Ô µÇ¸é, ´ç½ÅÀÇ ³ë·¡°¡ ÇÏ´ÃÀ» °¡µæ ä¿ï °Ì´Ï´Ù
Sing it loud so I can hear you
³»°¡ µéÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô Å©°Ô ³ë·¡ÇØ ÁÖ¼¼¿ä
Make it easy to be near you
½±°Ô ´ç½Å °çÀ¸·Î ´Ù°¡°¡µµ·Ï ÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä
For the things you do endear you to me
´ç½ÅÀÇ ÀÌ·± ¸ð½ÀÀÌ ´ç½ÅÀ» »ç¶ûÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µì´Ï´Ù
You know I will I will
³»°¡ ¿µ¿øÇϸ®¶ó´Â °Ç ´ç½Åµµ ¾Ë °Ì´Ï´Ù
Torn / Natalie Imbruglia(±èÇöÁø)
È£ÁÖ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË ¿©°¡¼ö '³ªÅ»¸® ÀÓºê·ê¸®¾Æ'ÀÇ 1998³â Åé 10 È÷Æ®°î.
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around and he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
ÀλýÀ» ¹Ù²Ü¸¸ÇÑ ³²ÀÚ¸¦ ¸¸³µ´Ù°í »ý°¢Çß¾î¿ä
±×´Â ´ÙÁ¤½º·¯¿ü°í
±×´Â À§¾öÀÖ°Ô ´Ù°¡¿Í¼´Â
´«¹°ÀÇ Àǹ̸¦ °¡¸£ÃÄ ÁÖ¾úÁö¿ä
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Seem to care what your heart is for
´ç½ÅÀº ³»°¡ »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â »ç¶÷ÀÏ ¼ö ¾ø¾î¿ä
´ç½ÅÀº ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡¼ ¹«¾ùÀ» ¿øÇÏ´ÂÁö
¾ËÁö ¸øÇÏ°í ½Å°æµµ ¾È¾²´Â °Í °°¾Æ¿ä
I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
The conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
´õ ÀÌ»ó ±×¿¡ ´ëÇØ ¾Æ´Â °ÍÀº ¾ø°í
±×°¡ ´©¿öÀÖ´ø ÀÚ¸®¿£ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾ø¾î¿ä
Èú ¸»µµ ¾ø¾î¿ä
±×³É ±×·¸°Ô µÇ¾î¹ö·ÈÁÒ
Nothing's fine I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
¸¶À½ÀÌ ¾ÆÆÄ µÇ´Â ÀÏÀÌ ¾ø¾î¿ä
½Å³äµµ »ç¶óÁ®¹ö·ÈÁö¿ä
¶¥¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ¹ú°Å¹þÀº ä·Î ´©¿öÀÖ´Â °Íó·³
Ãä°í ºÎ²ô·¯¿ö¿ä
Illusion never changed
into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn
ȯ»óÀº Çö½Ç·Î µÇÁø ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä
Àá¿¡¼ ±ú¾î³ªº¸´Ï
ÇÏ´ÃÁ¶Â÷µµ ¹«³ÊÁø °Íó·³ º¸¿´¾î¿ä
´Ê¾ú¾î¿ä ³» ¸¾Àº »ê»êÁ¶°¢ÀÌ ³µ°Åµç¿ä
So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there
And not some Holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
Á¡ÀïÀÌ ¸»ÀÌ ¸Â´Â °Í °°¾Æ¿ä
¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¸é(Holy light) º¸´Ù´Â
ÀÏÀÌ µÇ¾î°¡´Â º»ÁúÀ» ¾Ë¾Æ¾ß Çߴµ¥
Àæ¾Æµå´Â ´ç½ÅÀ» ¸·À» ¼ø ¾ø¾ú¾î¿ä
And now I don't care
I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
that I can't touch
Áö±ÝÀº »ó°ü ¾ÈÇØ¿ä
¿îÀÌ ¾ø³ªºÁ¿ä
¾Æ½¬¿öÇÏÁöµµ ¾ÊÀ»°Å¿¡¿ä
¾î¿ ¼ö ¾ø´Â ÀÏÀº ¼¼»ó¿¡ ¸¹Àº ¹ýÀÌÁö¿ä
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
³»¸¶À½Àº »ê»êÁ¶°¢³µ°í
½Å³äµµ »ç¶óÁ®¹ö·ÈÁö¿ä
¶¥¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ¹ú°Å¹þÀº ä·Î ´©¿öÀÖ´Â °Íó·³
Ãä°í ºÎ²ô·¯¿ö¿ä
Illusion never changed
into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn
ȯ»óÀº Çö½Ç·Î µÇÁø ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä
Àá¿¡¼ ±ú¾î³ªº¸´Ï
ÇÏ´ÃÁ¶Â÷µµ ¹«³ÊÁø °Íó·³ º¸¿´¾î¿ä
´Ê¾ú¾î¿ä ³» ¸¾Àº »ê»êÁ¶°¢ÀÌ ³µ°Åµç¿ä
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
±×°¡ ´©¿öÀÖ´ø ÀÚ¸®¿£ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾ø¾î¿ä
¾Æ¹« »ý°¢µµ ¶°¿À¸£Áö ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä
±×³É ±×·¸°Ô µÇ¾î¹ö·ÈÁÒ
Nothing's fine I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
¸¶À½ÀÌ ¾ÆÆÄ µÇ´Â ÀÏÀÌ ¾ø¾î¿ä
½Å³äµµ »ç¶óÁ®¹ö·ÈÁö¿ä
¶¥¹Ù´Ú¿¡ ¹ú°Å¹þÀº ä·Î ´©¿öÀÖ´Â °Íó·³
Ãä°í ºÎ²ô·¯¿ö¿ä
Illusion never changed
into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn¡¡
ȯ»óÀº Çö½Ç·Î µÇÁø ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä
Àá¿¡¼ ±ú¾î³ªº¸´Ï
ÇÏ´ÃÁ¶Â÷µµ ¹«³ÊÁø °Íó·³ º¸¿´¾î¿ä
´ç½ÅÀº ´Ê¾ú¾î¿ä ³» ¸¾Àº »ê»êÁ¶°¢ÀÌ ³µ°Åµç¿ä
Too Much Love Will Kill You / Queen(±è±â¹Î)
¿µ±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ 4ÀÎÁ¶ ·Ï ±×·ì 'Äý'ÀÇ 1995³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ±×µéÀÇ ¸¶Áö¸· ¾Ù¹ü 'Made In Heaven'¿¡ ¼ö·ÏµÈ ¾ÖƶÇÑ ´À³¦ÀÇ ³ë·¡.
1991³â »ç¸ÁÇÑ ÇÁ·¹µð ¸ÓÅ¥¸®ÀÇ È£¼Ò·Â £Àº º¸ÄÃÀÌ ¾ÖƶÇÑ ºÐÀ§±â¸¦ ´ã°í ÀÖÀ½.
¹ßÇ¥ ´ç½Ã¿¡´Â ÀüÇô ÁÖ¸ñ¹ÞÁö ¸øÇß´ø ÀÌ °îÀÌ »ï¼º ÀÚµ¿Â÷ SM3¿¡ ¾²ÀÌ¸é¼ Æø¹ßÀûÀÎ »ç¶ûÀ» ¹Þ¾ÒÀ½.
I'm just the pieces
of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are
raining down on me
³ ¿¾³¯¿¡ ±×·¨´ø »ç¶÷ÀÇ ÀϺκеéÀ̾ß
³Ê¹« ¸¹Àº ¾²µð¾´ ´«¹°µéÀÌ ºñ°¡ µÇ¾î ³ª¿¡°Ô ¶³¾îÁ®.
I'm far away from home
And I've been facing this alone
for much too long
³ª´Â Áý¿¡¼ ¸Ö¸® ¶³¾îÁ® ÀÖ°í ³ª´Â ÀÌ·¯ÇÑ °íµ¶À» ³Ê¹« ¿À·§µ¿¾È ´ë¸éÇØ ¿Ô¾î.
I feel like no one
ever told the truth to me
about growing up
and what a struggle it would be
³ª´Â ¾Æ¹«µµ ³ª¿¡°Ô ¼ºÀåÇÏ´Â °Í°ú ¹«¾ùÀÌ ±×°Í¿¡ ´ëÇØ ÅõÀïÇÏ·ÁÇÏ´ÂÁö¿¡ ´ëÇÑ Áø½ÇÀ» µèÁö ¾ÊÀº °Íó·³ ´À²¸Á®.
In my tangled state of mind
I've been looking back to find
where I went wrong
³ªÀÇ µÚƲ¾îÁø »óÅÂÀÇ ¸¶À½¼Ó¿¡¼
³ª´Â ³»°¡ À߸øµÈ ±æÀ» °É¾î¿Ô´ÂÁö µ¹¾Æº¸°í ÀÖ¾î¿Ô¾î.
Too much love will kill you
If you can't make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
Áö³ªÄ£ ¾ÖÁ¤Àº ³Ê¸¦ Á×°Ô ¸¸µé °Å¾ß
¸¸¾à ´Ï°¡ °áÁ¤ÇÏÁö ¸øÇÑ´Ù¸é ´Ï°¡ µÚ¿¡ ³²°ÜµÐ ¾ÖÁ¤°ú ¿¬ÀÎ »çÀ̸¦ °¥±â°¥±â ÂõÀ» °Å¾ß.
You're headed for disaster
Cause you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you every time
´Ï ¾Õ¿¡´Â Àç¾ÓÀÌ ÀÖ¾î.
´Ï°¡ ¾Æ¹«·± Ç¥ÁöÆÇµµ ÀÐÁö ¾Ê¾Ò±â¿¡.
Áö³ªÄ£ ¾ÖÁ¤Àº ³Ê¸¦ Á×°Ô ¸¸µé °Å¾ß Ç×»ó.
I'm just the shadow
of the man I used to be
And it seems like
there's no way out of this for me
³ª´Â ±×Àú ³»°¡ ¿¹Àü¿¡ ±×·¨´ø °Íó·³ Çѳ²ÀÚÀÇ ±×¸²ÀÚ¿¡ Áö³ªÁö ¾Ê¾Æ.
±×¸®°í ±×°ÍÀº ÀÌ°Í ¹Û¿¡´Â ³ª¿¡°Ô ÀÖ¾î ¾Æ¹«·± ±æµµ ¾ø´Â °Íó·³ º¸¿©.
I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down
³ª´Â ³Ê¸¦ ÇÞ»ìÀ» °¡Á®´Ù ÁÖ°ïÇßÁö.
Áö±Ý ³»°¡ ÇÑ ¸ðµç ÀϵéÀº ³Ê¸¦ ½Ç¸Á½Ã۰í ÀÖ¾î.
How would it be
If you were standing in my shoes
Can't you see that
it's impossible to choose
±×°Ô ¾î¶»°Ô µÉÁö
¸¸¾à ´Ï°¡ ³ªÀÇ ½Å¹ßÀ» ½Å°í ¼ÀÖ´Ù¸é.
³Ê´Â Á¤¸»·Î À̰ÍÀº °áÁ¤Çϱ⠺Ұ¡´ÉÇÏ´Ù´Â °É ¸ð¸£°Ú´Ï?
No, there's no making sense of it
Every way I go I`m bound to lose
¾Æ´Ï¾ß. ±×°ÍÀº ¸»ÀÌ µÇÁö ¾Ê¾Æ.
³»°¡ °¡´Â ¸ðµç ±æÀº ½ÇÆÐ·Î ÇâÇØ.
Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
It`ll drain the power that`s in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
³Ê¹« ¸¹Àº ¾ÖÁ¤Àº ³Ê¸¦ Á×ÀÏ °Å¾ß.
¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ¾ø´Â °Íó·³ È®½ÇÇØ.
±×°ÍÀº ´Ï ¾È¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ÈûÀ» Èí¼öÇØ ¹ö¸± °Å¾ß.
³Ê¸¦ º¯¸íÇϰÔÇÏ°í ¼Ò¸®Ä¡°Ô ÇÏ°í ³·°Ô ±â¾î°¡°Ô ¸¸µé¾î.
And the pain will make you crazy
You're the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you every time
±×¸®°í ±× °íÅëÀº ³Ê¸¦ ¹ÌÄ¡°Ô ¸¸µé °Å¾ß.
³Ê´Â ³ÊÀÇ Á˾ÇÀÇ Èñ»ýÀÚ¾ß.
Áö³ªÄ£ ¾ÖÁ¤Àº Ç×»ó ³Ê¸¦ Á×ÀÏ °Å¾ß.
°£ÁÖ
Too much love will kill you
It`ll make your life a lie
Yes, too much love will kill you
And you won`t understand why
Áö³ªÄ£ ¾ÖÁ¤Àº Ç×»ó ³Ê¸¦ Á×ÀÏ °Å¾ß.
±×°ÍÀº ³ÊÀÇ »îÀ» °ÅÁþÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé °Å¾ß.
±×·¡ ¸Â¾Æ, Áö³ªÄ£ ¾ÖÁ¤Àº Ç×»ó ³Ê¸¦ Á×ÀÏ °Å¾ß.
±×¸®°í ³Ê´Â ¿Ö ±×·±Áö ÀÌÇØÇÏÁö ¸øÇÒ °Å¾ß.
You'd give your life
You'd sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you in the end
³Ê´Â ³ÊÀÇ »îÀ» Áà¹ö·È¾î
³Ê´Â ³ÊÀÇ ¿µÈ¥À» ÆÈ¾Æ ¹ö·È¾î
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×°ÍÀÌ ´Ù½Ã ¿©±â·Î ¿À°í ÀÖ¾î.
°á±¹¿¡ Áö³ªÄ£ ¾ÖÁ¤Àº ³Ê¸¦ Á×ÀÌ°í ¸»°Å¾ß.
My Way / Frank Sinatra(±è¿µ¹Ì)
ÇÁ·©Å© ½Ã³ªÆ®¶óÀÇ 1969³â ÀÛǰ.
1969³â ºôº¸µå ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 27À§±îÁö ±â·ÏÇÑ ³ë·¡.
¼§¼Û 'Comme Dabititud:¾ðÁ¦³ªÃ³·³'ÀÇ ¸á·Îµð¿¡ Æú ¾ÞÄ«°¡ ¿µ¾î°¡»ç¸¦ ºÙÇô Å« Àα⸦ ¾ò¾ú´ø ³ë·¡.
ÀÌ ³ë·¡´Â 1969³â ÇÁ·©Å© ½Ã³ªÆ®¶ó°¡ ÀºÅ𸦠¼±¾ðÇÏÀÚ ÈÄ¹è Æú ¾ÞÄ«°¡ ±×ÀÇ ÀºÅ𸦠¾Æ½¬¿öÇÏ¸ç ±×¿¡°Ô ÇåÁ¤ÇÑ ³ë·¡.
¿µ±¹ Â÷Æ®¿¡¼´Â ¹«·Á 122ÁÖ°£ Â÷Æ®¿¡ ¿À¸£´Â ±â·ÏÀ» ¼¼¿ì±âµµ Çß´Ù.
ÀÌ °îÀº ÈÄ¿¡ Æú ¾ÞÄ«°¡ 1978³â ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©Çϱ⵵ Çß´Ù.
My Way(³ªÀÇ ±æ)
And now, the end is near
ÀÌÁ¦ ¸¶Áö¸·ÀÌ ´Ù°¡¿Â °Í °°½À´Ï´Ù
And so I face the final curtain
Àü ÀÌÁ¦ ¸¶Áö¸· ¹«´ë¸¦ ¸ÂÀÌÇϰí ÀÖ¾î¿ä
My friend, I'll say it clear
Ä£±¸¿©, ºÐ¸íÈ÷ ¸»ÇÒ°Ô ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù
I'll state my case of which I'm certain
Á¦°¡ È®½ÅÇϰí ÀÖ´Â Á¦ »îÀÇ ¹æ½Ä¿¡ ´ëÇØ À̾߱âÇÏ·Á ÇÕ´Ï´Ù
I've lived a life that's full
Àü Ãæ¸¸ÇÑ »îÀ» »ì¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù
I've traveled each and every highway
±×¸®°í Àü ¸¹°í ´Ù¾çÇÑ °æÇèÀ» ÇÏ¸ç »ì¾Æ¿Ô½À´Ï´Ù
And more, much more than this
ÇÏÁö¸¸ À̺¸´Ù ÈξÀ ´õ Áß¿äÇÑ °ÍÀº
I did it my way
Á¦ ¶æ´ë·Î »ì¾Æ¿Ô´Ù´Â °Ì´Ï´Ù
Regrets, I've had a few
ÈÄȸµµ Á¶±Ý ÀÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù
But then again, too few to mention
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´Ù½Ã º¸´Ï À̾߱âÇÒ Á¤µµ·Î ¸¹Áö´Â ¾Ê¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù
I did what I had to do
Àü ÇØ¾ß¸¸ ÇÏ´Â ÀÏÀ» Çß°í
And saw it through without exemption
±×¸®°í´Â ¹°·¯¼Áö ¾Ê°í ³¡±îÁö ÇØ³Â½À´Ï´Ù
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
Àü ½º½º·Î ¸ðµç ÁغñµÈ °úÁ¤°ú Á¶½É½º·± ÁøÇàÀ» ¸¶·ÃÇß½À´Ï´Ù
And more, much more than this
ÇÏÁö¸¸ À̺¸´Ù ÈξÀ ´õ Áß¿äÇÑ °ÍÀº
I did it my way
Á¦ ¶æ´ë·Î »ì¾Æ¿Ô´Ù´Â °Ì´Ï´Ù
Yes, there were times
±×·¡¿ä, Èûµç ¶§µµ ÀÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù
I'm sure you knew
´ç½Åµµ ºÐ¸íÈ÷ ¾Ë °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù
When I bit off more than I could chew
Á¦°¡ °¨´çÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °Íº¸´Ù ´õ ¸¹Àº ¿å½ÉÀ» ³½ Àûµµ ÀÖ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù
But through it all when there was doubt
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±×·¯´Ù°¡µµ ÀǽÉÀÌ »ý±â¸é
I ate it up and spit it out
±×·¸°Ô ¿å½ÉÀ» ºÎ¸®´Ù°¡µµ µü Àß¶ó ±×¸¸µÎ°ï ÇßÁÒ
I faced it all and I stood tall
¸ðµÎ¿Í Á¤¸éÀ¸·Î ¸Â¼°í ´ç´çÇÏ°Ô ÀϾï ÇßÁÒ
And did it my way
±×¸®°í Á¦ ¶æ´ë·Î »ì¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù
I've loved
»ç¶ûµµ Çß½À´Ï´Ù
I've laughed and cried
¿ô±âµµ ÇÏ°í ¿ï±âµµ ÇßÁÒ
I've had my fill, my share of losing
¾ò±âµµ Çϰí Àұ⵵ Çß¾ú½À´Ï´Ù
And now as tears subside
ÀÌÁ¦ ´«¹°ÀÌ °¡½Å µÚ¿¡ º¸´Ï
I find it all so amusing
¸ðµÎ Áñ°Å¿î Ãß¾ïÀ롃 ¾Ë¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù
To think I did all that
Á¦°¡ Çß´ø ¸ðµç ÀÏÀ» »ý°¢Çϸé¼
And may I say not in a shy way
ºÎ²ô·¯¿öÇÏÁö ¾Ê´Â Åõ·Î ¸»Çصµ µÇ°ÚÁÒ
Oh No, oh no, not me
Àü ¾Æ´Õ´Ï´Ù
I did it my way
Àü Á¦ ¶æ´ë·Î »ì¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù
For what is a man, what has he got?
³²ÀÚÀ̱â À§Çؼ ¹«¾ùÀ» °¡Á³³ª¿ä?
If not himself, then he has naught
ÀÚ±â ÀÚ½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó¸é ¾Æ¹« °Íµµ °¡ÁöÁö ¸øÇÑ °Ì´Ï´Ù
To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels
¾àÀÚµéÀÇ ÇÏ´Â ¸»ÀÌ ¾Æ´Ñ ÁøÁ¤ÇÑ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ´À³¦À» ¸»Çϸé¼
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way
Àü ¾î·Á¿òÀ» ÇÇÇÏÁö ¾Ê°í Á¦ ¶æ´ë·Î »ì¾Ò´Ù°í ÀüÇØÁú °Ì´Ï´Ù
Yes, it was my way
±×·¡¿ä, ±×°Ç Á¦ ¶æÀ̾ú½À´Ï´Ù
Now And Forever / Richard Marx(ÃÖ¹ÎÁ¤)
¹Ì±¹ Ãâ½ÅÀÇ ÆË °¡¼ö '¸®Â÷µå ¸·½º'ÀÇ 1994³â ÀÛǰÀ¸·Î ºôº¸µå ½Ì±Û Â÷Æ® 7À§ ±â·Ï.
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Now And Forever
Whenever I'm weary from the battles that rage in my head
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You make sense of madness
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When my sanity hangs by a thread
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I lose my way
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But still you seem to understand
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Now and forever, I will be your man
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Sometimes I just hold you too caught up in me to see
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I'm holding a fortune that heaven has given to me
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I'll try to show you each and every way I can
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Now and forever, I will be your man
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Now I can rest my worries
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And always be sure that I won't be alone anymore
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If I'd only known you were there
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All the time
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All this time
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Until the day the ocean doesn't touch the sand
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Now and forever, I will be your man
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Now and forever, I will be your man
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2006-07-12(11:07)
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