선물 Gift - Epik High feat. 박지윤 Park JiYoon перевод на английский

선물 Gift

네가 내게 준 목도리가 다가와
내 숨, 목소리 앗아가
슬픔이 언제쯤에 풀려나갈까?
올이 풀릴때 쯤에?
말대꾸해, 볼펜이 종이에게
네가 준 일기장이 놓치게해
많은 기회, 일이 손에 잡히질 않아
네 생각을 적으면 닫히질 않아
믿었어 내 손가락에 끼워주며 빌던 영원
우리 둘처럼 하나가 되야 더 아름다웠던
그 반지가 너무 꽉껴 슬픔이 살쪄
눈물로 거품을 닦아도 안 빠져
아프지 말라면서 준 약이 눈에 밟혀서 아파져
You gave me love 난 상처만 주고
이젠 슬픈 기억도 내겐 선물이 되고
Listen to my song(네가 준 선물이 눈물이 돼)
To my song(내가 준 눈물이 선물이 돼)
이 노래(이 노래) 이 노래(이 노래) 나의 노래
자꾸만 기억이 눈에 밟혀 네가 남긴 사진을 불에 담궈
너무 괴로워 방문에 갇혀 네가 남겨둔 선물을 받아
너무나 많어 아직다 뜯지 못한 쌓인 포장지 속에
보란 듯이 자리잡은건 너
난 열어볼 자신이 없어
손톱 같은 달이 full moon이 돼 네가 준 선물이 눈물이 되어
두들기네 나의 심장을 비가 내리는 지붕처럼 툭툭툭
무뚝뚝했던 나 선물가게를 보면 길을 걷다가도
나 답지않게 머뭇거린다 갈수록 맘의 상처가 덧나
You gave me love 난 상처만 주고
이젠 슬픈 기억도 내겐 선물이 되고
Listen to my song(네가 준 선물이 눈물이 돼)
To my song(내가 준 눈물이 선물이 돼)
이 노래(이 노래) 이 노래(이 노래) 나의 노래
날 지우 지우 지우지마
날 버리 비우 비우 비우지마

Gift

The scarf you gave me draws near,
Stealing my breath, taking away my voice.
When will this sadness finally unravel?
Perhaps when its threads start to come loose?
The pen talks back to the paper,
The diary you gave me lets opportunities slip away.
So many chances, yet work won't stay in my grasp,
When I write about you, I can't seem to close the book.
I believed in the forever you wished for, placing it on my finger,
The ring that, like us, was more beautiful as one.
It's become too tight, my sadness has gained weight,
Even washing it with the bubbles of my tears won't loosen it.
The medicine you gave me, telling me not to hurt, is now the source of my pain.
You gave me love, I only gave you wounds,
Now even these sad memories become gifts to me.
Listen to my song (the gift you gave becomes tears)
To my song (the tears I give become a gift)
This song (this song) this song (this song) my song
Memories keep catching my eye, so I immerse the photos you left in fire.
In agony, trapped within my room, I receive the gifts you left behind.
There are so many, unopened packages still piled up,
And within them, as if to show off, resides you.
I don't have the courage to open them.
The fingernail-like moon becomes full, the gift you gave turns into tears,
Pounding on my heart like rain on a rooftop, pitter-patter.
Even I, the one who was always indifferent, hesitate when I see a gift shop while walking,
Uncharacteristically, I linger, the wounds in my heart worsening with each step.
You gave me love, I only gave you wounds,
Now even these sad memories become gifts to me.
Listen to my song (the gift you gave becomes tears)
To my song (the tears I give become a gift)
This song (this song) this song (this song) my song
Don't erase, erase, erase me
Don't discard, empty, empty, empty me