Текст и перевод песни Xitsuh feat. Lee Bada - 새벽 네시

새벽 네시

어느덧 새벽 네시
그는 여전히 깨있지
잠 못 드는 그를 보고
부모는 화를 내지
지금이 몇시니
지금은 새벽 네시
틀어 놓은 음악소리
아님 아무도 몰랐겠지
바뀌어버린 밤낮
걱정하는 부모의 맘
그들의 기도내용은
그의 미래와 건강
허나 미래보다
더 중요한 것 하나
현재 지금을 봐
그가 괜찮은가
재우기 전에 먼저
그의 악몽들을 봐
왜 유독 그에게만
밤이 너무나 긴가
새어 나오는 음악
일부러 크게 튼 sound
그건 그의 신음소리
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
그가 울 수 있는 곳이 대체 어딨을까
남들에게는 소음일 뿐 모두 양손
이 꽉 찼지 그에게 내밀어줄 건 없어
친구들을 만나도
그저 웃고 떠들고
그들의 주제는 항상
여자 음악 아니면 돈
들어줄 놈이 없어
들어갈 틈이 없어
얘기를 꺼내면 다
술이나 마시자면서
다시 웃고 떠들어
들어갈 틈이 없어
그도 이젠 눈물대신
웃음을 흘리면서
적응해 나가지
세상은 잔인해서
이겨내는 방법보다
잊는 법을 가르쳐
차가운 새벽에 눈을 떠
조용한 새벽의 침묵이 나를 짓눌러
회색 도시 속에서
언제부터 인가 일까 난
숨이 막히고 더 막혀
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
그때부터였을까 그가 숨을 참았던 건
그렇게 싫어했었던 술을 찾았던 건
남들보다 더 크게 웃고 떠들다가
취해서 토하고 욕하며
술병을 잡아 던져
벌써 취했다면서 친구들은 웃어넘겨
그를 부축하곤
택시를 잡고 밀어 넣어
이름 모를 노래가 흘러나오는 택시
힘겹게 뜬 눈 시간은 새벽 네시
무슨 말을 해야 했을까
어떤 짓을 해야지 더 들어줬을까
그의 귓등에 맴돈 신음소리가
들리는 사람이 정말 아무도 없을까
그 역시도 쉬고 잠에 들고 싶어
하지만 몇 번을 누워도
실패하는 시도
눈을 감으면 그를 잡아먹는 생각
또 그는 다시 도망쳐 어느 샌가
차가운 새벽에 눈을 떠
조용한 새벽의 침묵이 나를 짓눌러
회색 도시 속에서
언제부터 인가 일까 난
숨이 막히고 더 막혀
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
뻔하게 어두운 이 방이
도저히 또 안 오는 잠이
날 빼고 조용한 밤이
They make me feel like nobody
다시 또 똑같은 자리
다시 또 틀어놓은 음악이
꺼내지 못한 말 까지
Yeah I know I hope that you got it
차가운 새벽에 눈을 떠
조용한 새벽의 침묵이 나를 짓눌러
회색 도시 속에서
언제부터 인가 일까 난
숨이 막히고 더 막혀
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
오늘도 새벽 네시
그는 여전히 깨있지
잠 못 드는 그를 보고
부모는 화를 내지
지금이 몇시니
지금은 새벽 네시
틀어 놓은 음악소리
아님 아무도 몰랐겠지
바뀌어버린 밤낮
지치는 부모의 맘
그들의 기도내용은
그의 미래와 건강
허나 미래보다
더 중요한 것 하나
현재 지금을 봐
그가 괜찮은가

Four in the Morning

It's four in the morning and
He's still wide awake
Watching him unable to sleep
His parents get angry
What time is it now?
It's four in the morning
The music's turned up
Or maybe no one knew
The days and nights have changed
His parents' hearts grow anxious
Their prayers are filled with
His future and his health
But more important than his future
There's one more thing
Look at the present
Is he okay?
Before putting him to bed, first
See his nightmares
Why is it only for him
That the nights are too long?
The music that's playing
The sound that's turned up loud on purpose
That's his cries of pain
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
Where on earth can he cry?
To others it's just noise, everyone's hands
Are all full, they have nothing to give him
Even when he meets his friends
They just laugh and talk nonsense
Their topics are always
Women, music, or money
There's no one to listen
There's no room to get a word in
If he starts talking, they all
Suggest drinking alcohol
Once again they laugh and talk nonsense
There's no room to get a word in
Now instead of tears
He'll force a laugh
And adapt
Because the world is cruel
It teaches you how to forget
Rather than how to prevail
He opens his eyes to a cold dawn
The solemn silence of the early morning weighs down on me
Within the gray city
I wonder when it was that
I started to suffocate
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
Was it from that time that he started holding his breath?
That he found solace in alcohol, the thing he hated so much?
He started laughing and talking louder than the rest
Then threw up and cursed in a drunken stupor
He grabbed the bottle and threw it on the ground
His friends laughed it off, saying he was already drunk
They helped him up
And pushed him into a taxi
An unknown song played in the taxi
His bleary eyes opened, it was four in the morning
What should I have said?
What could I have done to make him listen?
The cries of pain that lingered by his ear
Was there truly no one who could hear?
He also wanted to rest and fall asleep
But no matter how many times he lay down
His efforts failed
When he closed his eyes, he thought of devouring him
And once again, he ran away and disappeared
He opens his eyes to a cold dawn
The solemn silence of the early morning weighs down on me
Within the gray city
I wonder when it was that
I started to suffocate
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
This awfully dark room
Sleep that doesn't come
The silent night that excludes me
They make me feel like nobody
Once again, the same place
Once again, the same music playing
Even the words I couldn't utter
Yeah I know I hope that you got it
He opens his eyes to a cold dawn
The solemn silence of the early morning weighs down on me
Within the gray city
I wonder when it was that
I started to suffocate
Had to make the song cry
Had to make the song cry
Today is also four in the morning
He's still wide awake
Watching him unable to sleep
His parents get angry
What time is it now?
It's four in the morning
The music's turned up
Or maybe no one knew
The days and nights have changed
His parents' hearts grow weary
Their prayers are filled with
His future and his health
But more important than his future
There's one more thing
Look at the present
Is he okay?