Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Andrew Band - 장미빛 인생 (La Vie en Rose)



그리고너 악단  - 장미빛 인생(La Vie en Rose)


Hangul

꿈꾸는 곳에
별 세는 곳에
하염없네 남겨진 사연

장미빛 인생 펼쳐진 곳에
기다리네
돌아올 사람 때문에

오늘 같은 밤
울지도 모르는 가끔 그런 밤
돌아 나오는 길을 모른 채 난
장미빛 또는 에머랄드 빛 인생

길거리 인생 고단하네
기타냄새
떠도는 사연

꿈꾸는 곳에 네가 있네
복 받치네
지나온 추억 때문에

오늘 같은 밤
울지도 모르는 가끔 그런 밤
돌아 나오는 길을 모른 채 난
장미빛 또는 에머랄드 빛 인생

Endless stories remain 
In the place where dreams dwell 
The place where the number of stars are counted 

I am waiting
In the place where the life, which resembles the color of rose, unfolds 
Because of the person that will return 

A night like today
Those nights when I feel as if I will fall into tears 
I do not know the way out, and just keep longing for the 'La vie en rose' or 'La vie en emerald' 

The life on the street is tiring 
Where stories with the smell of guitar dwells along

You are there in places with dreams
It is overwhelming
Because of the past memories 

A night like today
Those nights when I feel as if I will fall into tears 
I do not know the way out, and just keep longing for the 'La vie en rose' or 'La vie en emerald'



Romanization

kkumkkuneun gose
byeol seneun gose
hayeomeomne namgyeojin sayeon

jangmibit insaeng pyeolchyeojin gose
gidarine
doraol saram ttaemune

oneul gateun bam
uljido moreuneun gakkeum geureon bam
dora naoneun gireul moreun chae nan
jangmibit ttoneun emeoraldeu bit insaeng

gilgeori insaeng godanhane
gitanaemsae
tteodoneun sayeon

kkumkkuneun gose nega inne
bok batchine
jinaon chueok ttaemune

oneul gateun bam
uljido moreuneun gakkeum geureon bam
dora naoneun gireul moreun chae nan
jangmibit ttoneun emeoraldeu bit insaeng

Endless stories remain 
In the place where dreams dwell 
The place where the number of stars are counted 

I am waiting
In the place where the life, which resembles the color of rose, unfolds 
Because of the person that will return 

A night like today
Those nights when I feel as if I will fall into tears 
I do not know the way out, and just keep longing for the 'La vie en rose' or 'La vie en emerald' 

The life on the street is tiring 
Where stories with the smell of guitar dwells along

You are there in places with dreams
It is overwhelming
Because of the past memories 

A night like today
Those nights when I feel as if I will fall into tears 
I do not know the way out, and just keep longing for the 'La vie en rose' or 'La vie en emerald'

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