MoonMoon - Museum (미술관) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Museum (Art Gallery)
Which painting do you like?
Do you like the prettiest and most colorful ones?
Bashfully, you can't keep your eyes off the scarlet colored paints
I don't notice this kind of painting
I don't notice paintings that make me feel like I'm floating
To be honest, I don't know one thing about art
I'll be outside, look at it more
I always have many angles
And you have many round colorful ones too
The pretty child(1) who's a bit sad
He feels down because of me
He's looking at the painting with tears in his eyes
I like pretty paintings
I don't notice the dark and painful ones
I like stories about the lover of the artist
It's romantic
Why does that painting of a tree look so painful?
Is it because our lives hurt too?
We'll hang it up later
I always have many angles
And you have many round colorful ones too
The pretty child who's a bit sad
He's hurt because of me
He leaves and walks into the street with tears in his eyes
Where do we come from?
Maybe this paintbrush knows
If we keep on painting
It's already spreading, spreading, spreading, spreading
It's a boring day
I always have many angles
And you have many round colorful ones too
The pretty child who's a bit sad
He feels down because of me
He's looking at the painting with tears in his eyes
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2024.11.24.
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
2024.11.24.
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
2024.11.24.
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
2024.11.24.
The solitary man of the night
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips