Ock Joo Hyun - Hemostasis Lyrics
Saturday, 19 September 2020
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Romanization Lyrics
neol mannan geon kkeutnabeorin iyagicheoreom
ijjeumeseo seuchineun inyeonirago
neol bonaen geon eojjeomyeon da jjayeojin daero
gyeomheohage injeonghal ibyeoriran geol andago
apeuge heulleo yeogie heulleo
meotjireul anha aesseuneun jebal nareul barabwajugil
museopge heulleo nado moreuge nunmulman
neoreul bogetdago oneuldo I know... You know...
ibyeoriya jukgo saneun munjen aningeol
handu beondo aninde nollal geot eopdago
isanghage nappeun yegameun teullin jeok eomna
yeongwonhan sunganiran eopdan geol ijeya jom alge dwaetdan ge
apeuge heulleo yeogie heulleo
meotjireul anha aesseuneun jebal nareul barabwajugil
museopge heulleo nado moreuge nunmulman
chagawojin neoreul bulleo naneun hansumeuro neoreul bulleo I Cry
kkeuchiran ge eodinji jebal daedaphaejullae
bul kkeojin mudae dwi sumneun neo
nuneul tteumyeon neoreul chatneun nan
irwojil su eomneun kkumkkumyeo
hollo seoneun naega miwo deo deo deo deo deo
haruga sumcha..
jakkuman heulleo balkkeute jamgyeo
amulji anha oneuldo on momeuro jababojiman
nungae beonjyeo naui modeun ge geuchyeoga
yeogieseo meomchwo jebal geumanhamyeon meomchul ttaega dwaesseo
I Don't Cry
English Translation Lyrics
Like a finished story, coming together you
Was similar a passing yesteryear fate
But letting you lot larn seemed similar it was all planned
I know it’s a farewell that I must humbly acknowledge
It painfully flows, it flows here
It won’t halt – delight await at me, who is trying
It fearfully flows, the tears, without knowing
Again today, I desire to reckon you, I know, you lot know
Farewell is non a thing of life in addition to death
It happens all the fourth dimension in addition to then there’s no ask to live surprised
Strangely, in that place wasn’t a unmarried fourth dimension when my bad premonitions were wrong
Now, I lastly realized that in that place is no such thing every bit an eternal moment
It painfully flows, it flows here
It won’t halt – delight await at me, who is trying
It fearfully flows, the tears, without knowing
I telephone telephone out to you, who has gotten cold
I telephone telephone out to you lot alongside my sighs, I cry
Where is the end? Please country me
You shroud behind the unlit stage
When I opened upwards my eyes, I await for you
As I dream a dream that can’t come upwards true
I stand upwards lone in addition to for that I loathe myself more
Going through a twenty-four hours catches my breath short
It keeps flowing, locked at the tip of my feet
It won’t heal although I attempt to lucifer on alongside my entire body
It smears to a greater extent than or less my eyes, all of me
Stop here, please, this is enough
I don’t cry
Trans : popgasa