Baek Ji Immature – Acacia Lyrics
Tuesday 11 August 2020
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ROMANIZATION LYRICS
itda eobtda nal saranghal saram
hana dul gear upwards kkot ipeul tteeo naemyeo
itda eobtda neul beoreut cheoreom
gidaryeo wasseo
soni ttatteutan saram
hana dul gear upwards kkot ipeul tteeo naemyeo
itda eobtda neul beoreut cheoreom
gidaryeo wasseo
soni ttatteutan saram
geurae geu sarami seo isseo
baro nae nun apeseo isseo
dwit moseubman bwado aljiman
baro nae nun apeseo isseo
dwit moseubman bwado aljiman
sarang handan geu swiun
han madireul mothae mothae
dora boran aswiun han madireul mothae
udukeoni honja unda ulgo tto unda
sori jugyeo geudae dwieseo
han madireul mothae mothae
dora boran aswiun han madireul mothae
udukeoni honja unda ulgo tto unda
sori jugyeo geudae dwieseo
itda eobtda itda eobtda
nal saranghal saram
nal saranghal saram
geudaen nae maeumeul anayo
geuttaen nareul ana junayo
honjat mallo mureo bojiman
geuttaen nareul ana junayo
honjat mallo mureo bojiman
sarang handan geu swiun
han madireul mothae mothae
dora boran aswiun han madireul mothae
udukeoni honja unda ulgo tto unda
sori jugyeo geudae dwieseo
han madireul mothae mothae
dora boran aswiun han madireul mothae
udukeoni honja unda ulgo tto unda
sori jugyeo geudae dwieseo
eojedo oneuldo naeildo
gina gin sigani jinado
yeogi itneunde geudaeman boneunde
gina gin sigani jinado
yeogi itneunde geudaeman boneunde
sarang handan geu swiun
han madireul mothae mothae
dora boran aswiun han madireul mothae
udukeoni honja unda ulgo tto unda
sori jugyeo geudae dwieseo
han madireul mothae mothae
dora boran aswiun han madireul mothae
udukeoni honja unda ulgo tto unda
sori jugyeo geudae dwieseo
itda eobtda itda eobtda
nal saranghal saram
nal saranghal saram
ENGLISH TRANSLATION LYRICS
Here but non anymore, the mortal who loved me
1, 2, 3, I alternative off the bloom pedals
Here but non anymore,
I ever waited similar a habit
For the mortal amongst the warm hands
1, 2, 3, I alternative off the bloom pedals
Here but non anymore,
I ever waited similar a habit
For the mortal amongst the warm hands
Yes, that mortal is standing there
He is standing correct inwards forepart of my eyes
Though I’d recognize him but yesteryear looking at his back
He is standing correct inwards forepart of my eyes
Though I’d recognize him but yesteryear looking at his back
I can’t nation those slow words “I dearest you”
I can’t nation those deplorable words “Turn around”
I blankly stand upwards at that topographic point alone
and call in addition to call in addition to cry
Without a audio every bit I stand upwards behind you
I can’t nation those deplorable words “Turn around”
I blankly stand upwards at that topographic point alone
and call in addition to call in addition to cry
Without a audio every bit I stand upwards behind you
Here but noy anymore, hither but non anymore
The mortal who loved me
The mortal who loved me
Do you lot know my heart?
Then volition you lot hug me?
I inquire you lot yesteryear myself
Then volition you lot hug me?
I inquire you lot yesteryear myself
I can’t nation those slow words “I dearest you”
I can’t nation those deplorable words “Turn around”
I blankly stand upwards at that topographic point alone
and call in addition to call in addition to cry
Without a audio every bit I stand upwards behind you
I can’t nation those deplorable words “Turn around”
I blankly stand upwards at that topographic point alone
and call in addition to call in addition to cry
Without a audio every bit I stand upwards behind you
Yesterday in addition to today in addition to tomorrow
Even subsequently a long fourth dimension passes
I’m even in addition to hence here, looking at you
Even subsequently a long fourth dimension passes
I’m even in addition to hence here, looking at you
I can’t nation those slow words “I dearest you”
I can’t nation those deplorable words “Turn around”
I blankly stand upwards at that topographic point alone
and call in addition to call in addition to cry
Without a audio every bit I stand upwards behind you
I can’t nation those deplorable words “Turn around”
I blankly stand upwards at that topographic point alone
and call in addition to call in addition to cry
Without a audio every bit I stand upwards behind you
Here but noy anymore, hither but non anymore
The mortal who loved me
The mortal who loved me
Translated : popgasa