Текст и перевод песни HEIZE - Lyricist

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천사와 악마가 내 손끝에
웃어도 울어도 가사를 적네
종이가 다 젖어도
나는 멈추지 못해
때론 슬픔도 과장해 적었네
하필 작사가가 돼
난 널 얘기해야 해
가끔은 나보다 아픈 내가 돼
귀를 막아야만 해
내 노래가 들릴 때엔
이기적인 내 욕심을 용서해
난 내 글 안에선 널 지켜주지 못해
어떨 땐 생각해
난 저주를 받은 듯해
들려주고 싶지 않아도
써야만 돼 메모해야만 돼
넌 원하지 않는데도
Sociopath처럼 알면서도 계속
진심과는 달리 그댄 멀어지겠죠
비극적 결말의 주인공이 된다고 해도
(괜찮아 누군가는 위로를 받을 거야)
하필 작사가가 돼
난 널 얘기해야 해
가끔은 나보다 아픈 내가 돼
귀를 막아야만 해
내 노래가 들릴 때엔
이기적인 내 욕심을 용서해
Somebody tell me how to quit
절대 내 입장을 넌 모르지
솔직해야만 해 온전히
Photograph film 같이
Somebody tell me how to quit
절대 내 입장을 넌 모르지
솔직해야만 해 온전히
Photograph film 같이
하필 작사가가 돼
난 널 얘기해야 해
가끔은 나보다 아픈 내가 돼
귀를 막아야만 해
내 노래가 들릴 때엔
이기적인 내 욕심을 용서해

Lyricist

Angels and demons dance upon my fingertips,
Whether laughing or crying, my pen never stops.
Though the paper may be drenched in tears,
I cannot stop, my writing perseveres.
At times, I exaggerate the pain I feel,
All because I am a songwriter, my dear.
I write about you, my beloved one,
Sometimes, I become someone who's hurting, just like you've done.
I must block my ears,
When my songs fill the air.
Forgive me for my selfish desires,
For in my lyrics, I cannot protect you from life's fires.
At times, I think,
I'm cursed, my fate is grim.
Even when I don't want to share,
I must write, I must express what I bear.
Though you may not wish it to be,
Like a sociopath, I continue to write, though it pains me.
We may grow apart, it's true,
Even if my words make me the protagonist of a tragic adieu.
(But it's okay, for someone will find solace in my song)
All because I am a songwriter, my dear,
I write about you, my beloved one,
Sometimes, I become someone who's hurting, just like you've done.
I must block my ears,
When my songs fill the air.
Forgive me for my selfish desires,
Somebody tell me how to quit,
You'll never know my pain, my heart's been hit.
I must be honest, with nothing concealed,
Like a photograph developed, my feelings revealed.
Somebody tell me how to quit,
You'll never know my pain, my heart's been hit.
I must be honest, with nothing concealed,
Like a photograph developed, my feelings revealed.
All because I am a songwriter, my dear,
I write about you, my beloved one,
Sometimes, I become someone who's hurting, just like you've done.
I must block my ears,
When my songs fill the air.
Forgive me for my selfish desires,