Rabu, 08 Februari 2012

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mwonga dalla jyeotdae
modu naega byeon haetdae
cham jeongi manhat deon aega
eonjenga jom chaga wo jyeotdae
mwonga dalla jyeotdae
modu naega byeon haetdae
cham jeongi manhat deon aega
eonjenga jom chaga wo jyeotdae
ijen alsu ga eobt getdae
hangsang useot deon neondae
nunbit pyojeong maltu ga
eodu wo jyeotgo museo wo jyeotdae
jugi gopeun gieok ttaemun inji 
nae maeumeseo nal jiwo gamyeonseo
bujil eobtneun chakhan maeumeuni
sesange seon gyeol hami nikka eoseo
jeomjeom nappa, jigo shipna bwa
sarang hamyeon dalma ganda neun mal
cheoreom ireohke haeseo rado
neowa jogeum man dalma jigo shipna bwa
nappeuda, sarangeun cham nappeuda
sumshwi neun, iyu ga
dweo beorin niga
nae sumeul mak neun da
Love is so bad (bad) bad (bad) bad 
(bad) bad (bad) bad (bad)                                       
sarangeun alsurok nappa (bad) jil (bad) 
su (bad) ba (bad) kke (bad), eobtna bwa                  
Love is so bad (bad) bad (bad) bad 
(bad) bad (bad) bad (bad)                                     
sarangeul alge dwemyeon gaseumi appeuge dwae, 
aneun mankeum nappeuge dwae
annae deon hwaga naneun mal
na dabji ga eobtda neun mal
“nada unge mwonde?”
rago mal hamyeonseo jeolman aneun mal
naega nareul mot bwa, eodum soge angyeo bwado
nun gama bwado maeum pyeonhi mot ja
bamsae dorok haemae han mogeum jocha
jogeum do mot mashideon suri gopa
joba shime chwi haeseo
saebyeok biga ssoda jineun gireseo
biteul georimyeo
shibireul geolmyeo joheun malman soksak ideon ibeseo
sum shwimyeon yogi nawa
bulsshi ga hwaga dwegi jeonen mot jina ga
beoreut cheoreom geojitmal hage dwego
sarangeul sarangi raneun ireum euro gwerob hi janha
nappeuda, sarameun cham nappeuda
nun tteu neun iyu ga
dwe eo beorin niga
nae nuneul garinda
Love is so bad (bad) bad (bad)                                                                                      bad (bad) bad (bad) bad (bad)
sarangeun alsurok nappa (bad)                                                                                         jil (bad) su (bad) ba (bad) kke (bad), eobtna bwa
Love is so bad (bad) bad (bad) bad (bad) bad (bad) bad (bad)
sarangeul alge dwemyeon gaseumi appeuge dwae
nappeun neo, boda nappeun geon
geureon neoreul ijji mothae
mang ga jigo nappa jineun na
dareun saram ege nappa jineun na
nappeun neo, boda nappeun geon
geureon neoreul ijji mothae
mang ga jigo nappa jineun na
dareun saram ege nappeun na
nappeuda, cham nappeuda
apeuda, cham apeuda
What we call love
Love is a sickness. Can I get a witness? (Oh)
Love is a sickness. Can I get a witness?
nappuda, cham nappeuda
apeuda, cham apeuda
What we call love
Love is a sickness. Can I get a witness? (Oh)
Love is a sickness. Love.
Love is so bad (bad) bad (bad) bad 
(bad) bad (bad) bad (bad)
sarangeun alsurok nappa (bad) jil (bad)
su (bad) ba (bad) kke (bad), eobtna bwa
Love is so bad, bad, bad
sarangeul alge dwemyeon gaseumi appeuge dwae
English Translation
They say something has changed.
They say I’ve changed.
They tell me somewhere I turned cold, 
that I used to be so affectionate.
They say something has changed.
They say I’ve changed.
They tell me somewhere I turned cold                                                                             that I used to be so affectionate.                                                                                 They claim they don’t understand.                                                                                They tell me I used to be cheerful but now                                                                        my eyes and tone of my voice lost its light and admits fear.
Unsure whether it’s because of the painful                                                                    memory but I go on by emptying my heart.
Lucid hearts are defective products of this world                                                                   That’s why I badly want to taint mine.
They tell me that if you love, you start to take after                                                        each other; maybe I want to take after you a bit.
Atrocious. Love is atrocious.
You were the very reason I breathe for,                                                                           but now you’re suffocating me.
Love is so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.                                                                               Love only gets worse as you dig deeper.                                                                              Love is so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.Love only pains as you learn about it.                             More you know, worse you become.                                                                                                
The words I wouldn’t normally get riled up about: “You don’t seem yourself”.                              I question, “What is me?” but of course I know only too well.
I can’t bear to look at myself.
Whether I’ve been embraced or have 
closed my eyes, I just can’t sleep at ease.
I yearn for alcohol, something I usually 
have hard drinking Drunk on anxiety, 
as the dawn drizzle pours down I stagger through the street
I start to quarrel and my mouth that 
once used to whisper so many kind 
words has been tainted by a profanity.
Can’t rest till this small thing becomes a catastrophe.
I lie customarily and harass in the name of ‘Love’
Atrocious. Humans are atrocious.
You were the very reason I breathe for, 
but now you’re suffocating me.
Love is so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
Love only gets worse as you dig deeper.
Love is so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
Love only pains as you learn about it.
More you know, worse you become.
Only thing that’s worse than you is,
I, who couldn’t forget you and ended up being tainted.
I, who continues to act cold towards the other people.
Only thing that’s worse than you is,
I, who couldn’t forget you and ended up being tainted.
I, who is cold towards the other people.
Bad, it’s so bad.
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
What we call love.
Love is a sickness.
Can I get a witness?
Bad, it’s so bad.
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
What we call love.
Love is a sickness.
Can I get a witness?
Love is a sickness.
Love.
Love is so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
Love only gets worse as you dig deeper.
Love is so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
Love only pains as you learn about it.


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