Luyện nghe bài hát Nostalgia (향수)

뭐 어쩔 수 거지 여기서는
현재란 말이 제일
뜬구름 잡니 마니 하는 문제에선 포기가 거지
그니까 please talk the past ya
please talk about the past ya

크게 다를 건 철창을 두고
안과 정하는 건 내 몫이니
좀 쐬는 게 꿈이라고 치면
바꿀 수 건 내 시야의 폭이니
여길 밖이라
역으로 바뀌라 명하지
난 명하지

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

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

기억할만한 거지
삐진 친구의 툭 튀어나온
이제는 웃으며 쿨하게 넘길 것
아무리 해봐야 더 남겠어
지친 하루 와 피로
이제는 발 잘 수 있을 거 같은데
또 그래봐야 뻗을 수 있는 건 내 빈 없겠어

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

불행이 내게 행복이 될 때
어찌 휑했던가

아 나 이제야
모두 똑같은 실수를 반복하는
이제는 느껴지지 기억하는 모든 게 illusion
우리가 타협하는
한순간 그 이후 각색은
자유롭지 바뀌고
그 기분은 일기 쓸 때
괜시리 이쁘게 것과 비슷한 거지
누가 지 자서전에 침을 뱉고

그러니 향수라는
착각으로 덮겠다고
뻔히 다 알면서 또 건 한계라고 부른다고
뻔히 다 알면서 또 그리우니 이걸 부른다고
여기 불운하고
여린 것을 감안하고도 용서가 안되니
그래 그치만 그걸 아니
뭐 다행히도 버틸 능력을
그걸 여기서 향수라고
우린 속았다고

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

keuge dareul geon eopsji cheolchangeul
bakkeul jeonghaneun geon nae moksini
bakkatbaram jom ge kkumirago chimyeon
bakkul su issneun nae siyaui pogini
yeogil bakkira
yeogeuro bakkwira myeonghaji
nan myeonghaji

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

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

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

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

nugungaui naege haengbogi doel ttae
geuri hwenghaessdeonga

a na ijeya
modu ttokgateun silsureul iyu
ijeneun piburo neukkyeojiji gieokhaneun ge illusion
uriga iyu
hansungan geu chalnaui ihu
makmuganaero bakkwigo
geu gibuneun ilgi sseul ttae
ippeuge jeokneun geosgwa biseushan geoji
nuga ji jaseojeone chimeul baetgo

hyangsuraneun geoji
gwaoneun chakgageuro
ppeonhi da tto geuriun geon hangyerago bureundago
ppeonhi da almyeonseo tto igeol hyangsurago bureundago
yeogi burunhago
geoseul gamanhagodo yongseoga andoeni gathyeossji
geurae geuchiman geugeol ani
mwo dahaenghido beotil neungryeogeul
yeogiseo hyangsurago bureundago
urin hyanggiropge

TRANSLATION
Nothing I can do it
Here, the word present is the meaningless
When it comes to a cloud, the answer is
So please talk the past ya
So talk about the past ya

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

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

Yea, the is the problem
Even if past was like hell
It into a cherished memory
They were and gray days, turning 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 lips of my upset
Now I think I can laugh it and be cool
But no matter what, regret remains
Tired days and inevitable
Now I feel like I could out my legs and sleep well
But the only I can stretch out now is my empty pocket

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

When someone else's became my happiness
I felt so

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