춤을 추는 치맛자락인가
퇴색해가는 금빛 하늘인가
찰나의 한 순간만 아름다운 것
그 중에 하나가 바로
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새벽에 핀 은빛 목련인가
나비가 벗고 떠난 허물인가
세상에 모든
아름다운 것 중에서도
가장 쉽게 시드는 것
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파탈리테
나는 너를 따라 어디든 가리
새장 속에 갇혀 노래하던 나를
꺾인 날개 펼쳐 달의
어깨 위를 날게 해
이젠 눈이 멀어도 좋아
닫힌 창을 두드리던
소낙비에 꿈에서 깨어
잠겨있던 그 작은 틈을 열었네
도둑처럼 노래처럼
너의 시가 타고 들어와
이제는 결코 전과 같지 못하리
파탈리테
나는 너를 따라 어디든 가리
새장 속에 갇혀 노래하던 나를
꺾인 날개 펼쳐 달의
어깨 위를 날게 해
이젠 눈이 멀어도 좋아
내가 숨이 멎어도 좋아
오랫동안 너의 입 속에
묶여 있던 그 언어로
밤의 침묵이 멎을 때까지
나의 목소리 멎을 때까지
파탈리테
나는 너를 따라 어디든 가리
새장 속에 갇혀 노래하던 나를
꺾인 날개 펼쳐 달의
어깨 위를 날게 해
이젠 눈이 멀어도 좋아
내가 숨이 멎어도 좋아
춤을 추는 치맛자락인가
나비가 벗고 떠난 허물인가
찰나의 한 순간만 아름다운 것
가장 쉽게 시드는 것
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chumeul chuneun chimasjaraginga
toesaekhaeganeun geumbit haneuringa
chalnaui han sunganman areumdaun geot
geu junge hanaga baro
sarang
saebyeoge pin eunbit mokryeoninga
nabiga beosgo tteonan heomuringa
sesange modeun
areumdaun geot jungeseodo
gajang swipge sideuneun geot
sarang
patallite
naneun neoreul ttara eodideun gari
saejang soge gathyeo noraehadeon nareul
kkeokkin nalgae pyeolchyeo darui
eokkae wireul nalge hae
ijen nuni meoreodo joha
dathin changeul dudeurideon
sonakbie kkumeseo kkaeeo
jamgyeoissdeon geu jageun teumeul yeoreossne
dodukcheoreom noraecheoreom
neoui siga tago deureowa
ijeneun gyeolko jeongwa gatji moshari
patallite
naneun neoreul ttara eodideun gari
saejang soge gathyeo noraehadeon nareul
kkeokkin nalgae pyeolchyeo darui
eokkae wireul nalge hae
ijen nuni meoreodo joha
naega sumi meojeodo joha
oraesdongan neoui ip soge
mukkyeo issdeon geu eoneoro
bamui chimmugi meojeul ttaekkaji
naui moksori meojeul ttaekkaji
patallite
naneun neoreul ttara eodideun gari
saejang soge gathyeo noraehadeon nareul
kkeokkin nalgae pyeolchyeo darui
eokkae wireul nalge hae
ijen nuni meoreodo joha
naega sumi meojeodo joha
chumeul chuneun chimasjaraginga
nabiga beosgo tteonan heomuringa
chalnaui han sunganman areumdaun geos
gajang swipge sideuneun geos
sarang
Is it the hem of my skirt that is dancing?
Is it the bleached gold color of the sky?
Only momentary things are beautiful
Among those, there’s love
Is it the silver magnolia that blooms at dawn?
Is it the shedded skin of the butterfly that has left?
Out of all the beautiful things in the world
The thing that most easily withers is love
fatalité fatalité
I will follow you anywhere
Me, who used to sing, trapped in a birdcage
I’ll spread my broken wings
And fly on top of the moon’s shoulders
I don’t care if I grow blind now
I woke up from my dream
At the rain shower that knocked on my closed window
It opened the small crack that was locked
Like a robber, like a song
Your seed has entered
Now I can never be the same as before
fatalité fatalité
I will follow you anywhere
Me, who used to sing, trapped in a birdcage
I’ll spread my broken wings
And fly on top of the moon’s shoulders
I don’t care if I grow blind now
I don’t care if I stop breathing
For a long time
As a word that was tied inside your mouth
Until the silence of the night stops
Until my voice stops
fatalité fatalité
I will follow you anywhere
Me, who used to sing, trapped in a birdcage
I’ll spread my broken wings
And fly on top of the moon’s shoulders
I don’t care if I grow blind now
I don’t care if I stop breathing
Is it the hem of my skirt that is dancing?
Is it the bleached gold color of the sky?
Only momentary things are beautiful
The thing that most easily withers is love