The first time I heard this song was when I watched Alex and Sinae in We Got Married, the most romantic couple, too bad their life as married couple in the show stopped early because Alex was too busy with his schedule, and when he's not 'that busy', Sinae got married for real with her real life lover.
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Alex (Clazziquai) |
한글
멀리서 멀리서 멀리서 그대가 오네요
이 떨리는 마음을 어떻게 말해야 하나요
그댄 처음부터 나의 마음을 빼앗고
나을수 없는 병을 내게 주었죠
화분이 될래요 나는 늘 기도하죠
난 그대 작은 창가에 화분이 될게요
아무 말 못해도 바랄수 없어도
가끔 그대의 미소와 손길을 받으며
잠든 그대 얼굴 한없이 볼 수 있겠죠
멀리도 멀리도 멀리도 그대가 가네요
떨어지는 눈물을 어떻게 달래야 하나요
그댄 처음부터 나의 마음을 가졌고
나을수 없는 병을 앓게 한거죠
화분이 되고픈 나는 늘 기도하죠
난 그대 작은 창가에 화분이 될게요
아무 말 못해도 바랄수 없어도
가끔 그대의 미소와 손길을 받으며
잠든 그대 얼굴 한없이 볼 수 있겠죠
Romanized
Meolliseo meolliseo meolliseo geudaega oneyo
I ddeollineun maeumeul eoddeohke marhaeya hanayo
geudaen cheoeumbuteo naui maeumeul bbaeatgo
naeulsu eobsneun byeongeul naege jueottjyo
hwabuni dwillaeyo naneun neul gidohajyo
nan geudae jageun changgae hwabuni dwelgeyo
amu mal mothaedo baralsu eobseodo
gakkeum gedaeui misowa songireul badeumyeo
jamdeun geudae eolgul han eobsi bol su ittgettjyo
Meolliseo meolliseo meolliseo geudaega ganeyo
ddeoreojineun nunmureul eoddeohke dallaeya hanayo
geudaen cheoeumbuteo naui maeumeul gajyeottgo
naeulsu eobsneun byeongeul alhge hangeojyo
hwabuni dwegopeun naneun neul gidohajyo
nan geudae jageun changgae hwabuni dwelgeyo
amu mal mothaedo baralsu eobseodo
gakkeum gedaeui misowa songireul badeumyeo
jamdeun geudae eolgul han eobsi bol su ittgettjyo
Translation
From afar, from afar, from afar, you are coming
How can I describe in words about this trembling heart
You stole my heart from the beginning
And gave me an incurable sickness
I want to become a flowerpot, I always pray
I’ll become a flowerpot on your small windowsill
Even if I can’t talk or wish for anything
I could receive your smile and touch every now and then
And see your fast asleep face
From afar, from afar, from afar, you are leaving
How can I stop these trembling tears
You, took my heart from the beginning
And made me fall ill with an incurable sickness
I want to become a flowerpot, I always pray
I’ll become a flowerpot on your small windowsill
Even if I can’t talk or wish for anything
I could receive your smile and touch every now and then
And see your fast asleep face
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