Luyện nghe bài hát Nostalgia (향수)

뭐 어쩔 수 없는 거지
현재란 말이 무의미하니
뜬구름 잡니 마니 하는 문제에선 포기가 거지
그니까 talk about the past ya
그니까 talk about the past ya

다를 건 없지 철창을 두고
안과 정하는 건 내 몫이니
바깥바람 좀 게 꿈이라고 치면
수 있는 건 내 시야의 폭이니
여길 명하지
역으로 내게 명하지
난 밖이라

누군간 탈출을 꿈꾼 또 누구는 순종을 택한 것도
보면 최악 속 최선을 다한 거니까
그게 최악 속이란 게 거지
뭐 딱 한 가지 향수가 문제가 된
딱 한 가지 문제가 된 거지

그래 문제가 됐지
지옥 같던 과거도 지나가면
추억이란 탈바꿈
색만 잿빛 도는 장면이고 돌고 도는
미쳐 도는 건 내가 됐지
비상 대피로 같던 철길이 그립단 건 나 필히

지금을 거지
삐진 툭 튀어나온 입도
웃으며 쿨하게 넘길 것 같은데
아무리 해봐야 후회밖에 더
지친 하루 와 피로
이제는 발 뻗고 잘 수 거 같은데
또 그래봐야 수 있는 건 내 빈 주먹밖에는 없겠어

난 무엇을 행하는가
난 무엇을 위해 행하는가
그게 행복을 위한 악을 행해도 괜찮은가
난 무엇을 위해
대체 난 무엇을 행했던가

누군가의 불행이 내게 될 때
어찌 휑했던가

아 나 이제야
똑같은 실수를 반복하는 이유
이제는 피부로 느껴지지 기억하는 게 illusion
우리가 타협하는
그 찰나의 이후 각색은
자유롭지 막무가내로
그 기분은 니가 쓸 때
괜시리 이쁘게 적는 것과 비슷한
누가 지 자서전에 침을 뱉고

그러니 거지
과오는 덮겠다고
뻔히 다 알면서 또 건 한계라고 부른다고
뻔히 다 알면서 또 이걸 향수라고 부른다고
여기 모두는
여린 것을 감안하고도 용서가 갇혔지
그래 그치만 그걸 무릅쓰고
뭐 다행히도 버틸 갖췄지
그걸 여기서 부른다고
우린 향기롭게

mwo eojjeol su eopsneun geoji
hyeonjaeran mari jeil
tteungureum mani haneun munjeeseon pogiga jeongdabiran geoji
geunikka please about the past ya
geunikka please about the past ya

keuge dareul eopsji cheolchangeul dugo
angwa bakkeul jeonghaneun geon nae
bakkatbaram jom ssoeneun ge chimyeon
su issneun geon nae siyaui pogini
yeogil myeonghaji
naege bakkwira myeonghaji
nan bakkira

nugungan talchureul kkumkkun jeokdo tto nuguneun taekhan geosdo
eojji bomyeon choeak sok choeseoneul dahan
geuge choeak sogiran ge ttakhan
mwo ttak han gaji munjega doen geoji
ttak han gaji hyangsuga doen geoji

geurae munjega dwaessji
jiok gatdeon maksang jinagamyeon
mallo talbakkum
saekman jaesbit doneun jangmyeonigo doneun naldeurinde
michyeo doneun geon jeongjak dwaessji
bisang daepiro gatdeon yeonnam cheolgiri geuripdan geon na

jigeumeul gieokhalmanhan
ppijin chinguui tuk twieonaon
ijeneun useumyeo kulhage neomgil gateunde
amuri haebwaya huhoebakke deo
jichin haru wa bulgapihaessdeon
ijeneun bal ppeotgo jal su isseul geo
tto geuraebwaya ppeodeul su issneun nae bin jumeokbakkeneun eopsgesseo

nan wihae haenghaneunga
daeche nan mueoseul haenghaneunga
geuge haengbogeul wihan ageul haenghaedo gwaenchanheunga
nan mueoseul wihae
daeche nan wihae haenghaessdeonga

nugungaui bulhaengi naege doel ttae
geuri hwenghaessdeonga

a na algessji
modu ttokgateun banbokhaneun iyu
ijeneun piburo neukkyeojiji gieokhaneun modeun ge
tahyeophaneun iyu
hansungan geu ihu gaksaegeun
makmuganaero bakkwigo
geu gibuneun niga ilgi ttae
gwaensiri ippeuge jeokneun geosgwa biseushan
nuga ji jaseojeone chimeul baetgo

hyangsuraneun geoji
gwaoneun chakgageuro
ppeonhi da tto geuriun geon hangyerago bureundago
ppeonhi da almyeonseo tto geuriuni igeol hyangsurago
yeogi burunhago
yeorin gamanhagodo yongseoga andoeni gathyeossji
geurae geuchiman geugeol ani
mwo dahaenghido neungryeogeul gajchwossji
geugeol hyangsurago bureundago
urin sogassdago

ENGLISH
Nothing I can do it
Here, the word is the most meaningless
it comes to catching a cloud, the answer is
So please talk about the ya
So please talk the past ya

There's nothing too about these bars
Choosing to be inside or outside is up to me
If my dream was to breathe in the air
The only thing I can change is the size of my
I'm saying that this place is the
command me to change it to the opposite
I'm saying that this is the outside

Some dream of escaping, choose to obey
Maybe they're all just trying their in the worst situation
It's perfect to say this is the
Just one thing, the is the problem
Just one thing, the is the problem

Yea, the is the problem
if your past was like hell
It into a cherished memory
They were ashen and gray days, and turning
But the only one who is crazy is me
Longing for the Yeonnam railroad that were like my emergency shelter
By all means, I'm just now
The pouting of my upset friends
Now I think I can laugh it over and be
But no what, only regret remains
days and inevitable exhaustion
Now I feel like I could stretch out my legs and sleep
But the only thing I can stretch out now is my empty

I am doing this for?
What exactly am I doing this
If for happiness, is it okay to do evil?
did I do that for?
What did I do that for?

When someone else's unhappiness became my
I so empty

Now I
The reason everyone makes the mistakes
Now I feel it my skin, I remember everything, it's an illusion
The reason we
In just one moment, every color free
stubbornly
It's like when you in your diary
You write good for no reason
Who want to spit on their own autobiography?
That's why say nostalgia
Covering with misunderstandings
Everyone knows obviously but they say your longing is limit
Everyone knows obviously but because they long, they call it
Everyone here is
They think about it with who are soft-hearted
But they can't so they're trapped here
Yes but still endure
Thankfully have the power to endure
That's what they call nostalgia
We've scentfully deceived