neul hadeon daero nuneul tteonneunde
ni saenggagi nal ttae
haruga teureojigon hae
jigyeopdorok miun neo
But I miss you
And I need you
jeonbodado deo
ijen ulgiedo jogeum minmanghaejin timing
cham mworalkka nalkeun geurium
neomu maneun coffeereul
mashin geonga bwa
jami oji ana dwicheogin shigan dwie
nae begae miten ne eolgul
So I miss you
And I need you
jeonbodado deo
ijeneun ulgiedo jogeum minmanghaejin timing
cham mwolrakka nalkeun geurium
joasseotdeon naldeuri
geujeo geureon naldeuri
dareul geotto eopseojin
geujeo geureon haepeuning
joasseotdeon naldeuri
geujeo geureon naldeuri
dareul geotto eopseojin
geujeo geureon geujeo geureon naldeul
meonjiman hayahge ssahyeoga
Please save me
hanttaeneun nae jeil
areumdapdeon modeun ge
I miss you
(geureomedo yeojeoni nan neoreul geuriwohae)
And I need you
To be by my side
ijen bureugido jogeum eosaekhaejin neoneun
cham mworalkka miun geurium
joasseotdeon naldeuri
geujeo geureon naldeuri
dareul geotto eopseojin
geujeo geureon haepeuning
mideosseotdeon maldeuri
yaksokhaetdeon naldeuri
himeopshi da heuteojin
geujeo geureon geujeo geureon |
늘 하던 대로 눈을 떴는데
니 생각이 날 때
하루가 틀어지곤 해
지겹도록 미운 너
But I miss you
And I need you
전보다도 더
이젠 울기에도 조금 민망해진 timing
참 뭐랄까 낡은 그리움
너무 많은 coffee를
마신 건가 봐
잠이 오지 않아 뒤척인 시간 뒤에
내 베개 밑엔 네 얼굴
So I miss you
And I need you
전보다도 더
이제는 울기에도 조금 민망해진 timing
참 뭐랄까 낡은 그리움
좋았었던 날들이
그저 그런 날들이
다를 것도 없어진
그저 그런 해프닝
좋았었던 날들이
그저 그런 날들이
다를 것도 없어진
그저 그런 그저 그런 날들
먼지만 하얗게 쌓여가
Please save me
한때는 내 제일
아름답던 모든 게
I miss you
(그럼에도 여전히 난 너를 그리워해)
And I need you
To be by my side
이젠 부르기도 조금 어색해진 너는
참 뭐랄까 미운 그리움
좋았었던 날들이
그저 그런 날들이
다를 것도 없어진
그저 그런 해프닝
믿었었던 말들이
약속했던 날들이
힘없이 다 흩어진
그저 그런 그저 그런 |
I opened my eyes, just like I always do
But when I think of you
My day is off
I’m sick of it, I hate you
But I miss you
And I need you
More than before
Now it’s embarrassing to even cry, this timing
What can I call it? A worn-out longing
I think I drank too much coffee
I can’t sleep
Behind the tossing and turning
Beneath my pillow is your face
So I miss you
And I need you
More than before
Now it’s embarrassing to even cry, this timing
What can I call it? A worn-out longing
The good days
The so-so days
They become no different from any other day
It was just a simple happening
The good days
The so-so days
They become no different from any other day
Just whatever days
Only dust piles up
Please save me
On things that were the most beautiful to me
At one point
I miss you
(Still I miss you)
And I need you
To be by my side
Now it’s awkward to even call out to you
What can I call it? Such a resentful longing
The good days
The so-so days
They become no different from any other day
It was just a simple happening
Words I believed in
Days that we promised
They just scattered
And became just whatever |
