naegeneun haedo muldo piryohaji anha
geureon geo eopshido baebureuge sal su isseunilkka
naegeneun shideul geokjeong piryohaji anha
bapigo munggaejyeodo nae saegeul ilchi anheunilkka
modeun ge joa boyeo
All things I have are looking good
hajiman naega haengbokhaji mothhaetteon iyuneun
You know why?
nado sum shwigo shipeo
bireul samkigo ppurireul naego shipeo
jeongmal jandicheoreom
jeongmal jandicheoreom
barami bulmyeon ganjireoweohaneun deulpaneul bwa
heundeulgeoryeodo nae puripeun neukkyeojiji ana
heuk ttanggwa mattaheun maensare bukkeureoweohaneun
jeo puldeulgwa dareuge nan saenggiga dolji ana
geudeureun joa boyeo
All things they have are looking good
shideureoganeun moseubdo areumdaun iyuneun
You know what?
nado sum shwigo shipeo
bireul samkigo ppurireul naego shipeo
jeongmal jandicheoreom
jeongmal jandicheoreom
bit eopshi mul eopshi yeongweonal geot gatatteon naye
jantteuk sanghaebeorin gajja puripi tteutgyeojine
nado sum shwigo shipeo
bireul samkigo ppurireul naego shipeo
jeongmal jandicheoreom
jeongmal jandicheoreom
nado neukkigo shipeo
saraittago haneureul peolleogigo shipeo
jandicheoreom
jeongmal jandicheoreom |
나에게는 해도 물도 필요하지 않아
그런 거 없이도 배부르게 살 수 있으니까
나에게는 시들 걱정 필요하지 않아
밟히고 뭉개져도 내 색을 잃지 않으니까
모든 게 좋아 보여
All things I have are looking good
하지만 내가 행복하지 못했던 이유는
You know why?
나도 숨 쉬고 싶어
비를 삼키고 뿌리를 내고 싶어
정말 잔디처럼
정말 잔디처럼
바람이 불면 간지러워하는 들판을 봐
흔들거려도 내 풀잎은 느껴지지 않아
흙 땅과 맞닿은 맨살에 부끄러워하는
저 풀들과 다르게 난 생기가 돌지 않아
그들은 좋아 보여
All things they have are looking good
시들어가는 모습도 아름다운 이유는
You know what?
나도 숨 쉬고 싶어
비를 삼키고 뿌리를 내고 싶어
정말 잔디처럼
정말 잔디처럼
빛 없이 물 없이 영원할 것 같았던 나의
잔뜩 상해버린 가짜 풀잎이 뜯겨지네
나도 숨 쉬고 싶어
비를 삼키고 뿌리를 내고 싶어
정말 잔디처럼
정말 잔디처럼
나도 느끼고 싶어
살아있다고 하늘을 펄럭이고 싶어
잔디처럼
정말 잔디처럼 |
I don’t need the sun or water
Because I can live fully without those things
I don’t need to worry about withering
Because I won’t lose my color even if I’m stepped on
Everything looks good
All things I have are looking good
But the reason I can’t be happy
You know why?
I want to breathe too
I want to swallow the rain and lay roots
Like real grass
Like real grass
Look at the tickling fields when the wind blows
Even if I shake, I can’t feel my blades
That grass gets shy when it touches the dirty
But unlike them, I don’t have life
They look good
All things they have are looking good
The reason it’s beautiful even when they wither
You know what?
I want to breathe too
I want to swallow the rain and lay roots
Like real grass
Like real grass
I thought I’d last forever without light or water
But my fake and ruined blades are getting pulled out
I want to breathe too
I want to swallow the rain and lay roots
Like real grass
Like real grass
I want to feel too
I want to be alive and wave to the sky
Like grass
Like real grass |
