다시 이렇게 이렇게 잔인한 그 계절이
멈춰 버린 듯 또 스쳐가듯
길 잃은 그 계절이
내게로 와요 내게로 와요 아프게 아프게
약해빠진 내 마음은 그때
기억 속으로
잔인한 계절은 또 나를 비껴가질 않네
자꾸만 좋았던 기억도 생각나게 해주질 않네
팔베개 하고 누워 뒹구르던 우리
그 철없던 날 그 밤은
다시 저 만큼 저 만큼 멀어지네
밤은 깊어져 더 푸르고 누군가 노래해요
너무 어렸던 우리들만의
깊고 푸른 밤처럼
또렷해져요 또렷해져요
밤의 색깔처럼
약해빠진 내 마음은 그때 기억 속으로
잔인한 계절은 또 나를 비껴가질 않네
자꾸만 좋았던 기억도 생각나게 해주질 않네
팔베개 하고 누워 뒹구르던 우리
그 철없던 날 그 밤은
다시 저 만큼 저 만큼 멀어지네
woo 이렇게 lalalalalalalala
머나먼 계절은 마치 엊그제 같아 슬퍼
손 내밀면 잡힐 것만 같아 그래
그게 날 울려
팔베개 하고 누워 뒹구르던 우리
그 철없던 날 그 밤은
다시 이렇게 이렇게 멀어지네
팔베개 하고 누워 뒹구르던 우리
그 철없던 날 그 밤은
다시 내게서 내게서 멀어지네 멀어지네
dasi ireoke ireoke janinhan geu gyejeori
meomchwo beorin deut tto seuchyeogadeut
gil irheun geu gyejeori
naegero wayo naegero wayo apeuge apeuge
yakhaeppajin nae maeumeun geuttae
gieok sogeuro
janinhan gyejeoreun tto nareul bikkyeogajil anhne
jakkuman johatdeon gieokdo saenggangnage haejujil anhne
palbegae hago nuwo dwinggureudeon uri
geu cheoreopdeon nal geu bameun
dasi jeo mankeum jeo mankeum meoreojine
bameun gipeojyeo deo pureugo nugunga noraehaeyo
neomu eoryeotdeon urideulmanui
gipgo pureun bamcheoreom
ttoryeotaejyeoyo ttoryeotaejyeoyo
bamui saekkkalcheoreom
yakhaeppajin nae maeumeun geuttae gieok sogeuro
janinhan gyejeoreun tto nareul bikkyeogajil anhne
jakkuman johatdeon gieokdo saenggangnage haejujil anhne
palbegae hago nuwo dwinggureudeon uri
geu cheoreopdeon nal geu bameun
dasi jeo mankeum jeo mankeum meoreojine
woo ireoke lalalalalalalala
meonameon gyejeoreun machi eotgeuje gata seulpeo
son naemilmyeon japhil geotman gata geurae
geuge nal ullyeo
palbegae hago nuwo dwinggureudeon uri
geu cheoreopdeon nal geu bameun
dasi ireoke ireoke meoreojine
palbegae hago nuwo dwinggureudeon uri
geu cheoreopdeon nal geu bameun
dasi naegeseo naegeseo meoreojine meoreojine
Again, this cruel season
As if it stopped
The season of straying
Come to me Come to me I'm sick
My weakened heart then
Into memory
The cruel season will not shake me again
It will not remind me of good memories.
We were lying on the bed with an armchair
That night without the iron
It's as far as me.
The night is deepening and blue and somebody singing
We were so young
Like a deep blue night
It's crisp. It's crisp.
Like the color of the night
My weak heart is in memory then
The cruel season will not shake me again
It will not remind me of good memories.
We were lying on the bed with an armchair
That night without the iron
It's as far as me.
woo so lalalalalalalalala
The distant seasons are like mop
I think I'll get caught out of my hand.
That will ring me
We were lying on the bed with an armchair
That night without the iron
It's getting so far away again.
We were lying on the bed with an armchair
That night without the iron
Away from me, away from me, away from me