[Hangul] 로제 - number one girl Tell me that I’m special Tell me I look pretty Tell me I’m a little angel Sweetheart of your city Say what I’m dying to hear Cause I’m dying to hear you Tell me I’m that new thing Tell me that I’m relevant Tell me that I got a big heart Then back it up with evidence I need it and I don’t know why This late at night Isn’t it lonely I’d do anything to make you want me I’d give it all up if you told me That I’d be The number one girl in your eyes Your one and only So what’s it gon’ take for you to want me I’d give it all up if you told me That I’d be The number one girl in your eyes Tell me I’m going real big places Down to earth so friendly And even through all the phases Tell me you accept me Well that’s all I’m dying to hear Yeah I’m dying to hear you Tell me that you need me Tell me that I’m loved Tell me that I’m worth it And that I’m enough I need it and I don’t know why This late at night Isn’t it lonely I’d do
[Hangul]
임창정 - 나는 트로트가 싫어요
울 할머니 등에 업혀 살 때 들려오던 그 노래들
아버지 술 한 잔 걸치시면 단골 레파토리
오 오 올드해서 싫어 촌스러운 뻔한 멜로디
역시 난 음악 센스 남달라
알앤비부터 힙합에 재즈까지
근데 요즘 내가 점점 이상해
아빠랑 똑같아 술만 먹으면
내가 이래도 되는지 불러본다
사랑은 얄미운 나비인가 봐
울 어머니 에어로빅 반주곡 뻔한 리듬 촌스런 가사
어김없이 직장 회식 마무리로는 트롯 떼창
오 오 지겨워서 싫어 요즘 여기저기서 난리
트롯 너는 내 스타일 아냐
나는 팝송과 샹송과 최신 가요
근데 요즘 내가 점점 이상해
길 가다 흐르는 찰진 멜로디
가슴이 터지게 불러본다 사랑은 얄미운 나비인가 봐
근데 요즘 내가 점점 이상해
별것도 아닌데 눈물이 흘러
하늘에 목놓아 꺾어본다 사랑은 얄미운 나비인가 봐
[Romanization]
imchangjeong - naneun teuloteuga silh-eoyo
ul halmeoni deung-e eobhyeo sal ttae deullyeoodeon geu nolaedeul
abeoji sul han jan geolchisimyeon dangol lepatoli
o o oldeuhaeseo silh-eo chonseuleoun ppeonhan mellodi
yeogsi nan eum-ag senseu namdalla
al-aenbibuteo hibhab-e jaejeukkaji
geunde yojeum naega jeomjeom isanghae
appalang ttoggat-a sulman meog-eumyeon
naega ilaedo doeneunji bulleobonda
salang-eun yalmiun nabiinga bwa
ul eomeoni eeolobig banjugog ppeonhan lideum chonseuleon gasa
eogim-eobs-i jigjang hoesig mamuliloneun teulos ttechang
o o jigyeowoseo silh-eo yojeum yeogijeogiseo nanli
teulos neoneun nae seutail anya
naneun pabsong-gwa syangsong-gwa choesin gayo
geunde yojeum naega jeomjeom isanghae
gil gada heuleuneun chaljin mellodi
gaseum-i teojige bulleobonda salang-eun yalmiun nabiinga bwa
geunde yojeum naega jeomjeom isanghae
byeolgeosdo aninde nunmul-i heulleo
haneul-e mognoh-a kkeokk-eobonda salang-eun yalmiun nabiinga bwa
[English]
Im Chang-jung - i hate trot
Those songs I heard when I was living on my grandmother's back
Dad's regular repertoire with a glass of alcohol
Oh oh, I hate it because it’s old, the plain, plain melody
After all, I have a different sense of music
From R&B to hip-hop to jazz
But these days I'm getting weirder
It's the same as my dad, if I only drink
I call to see if I can do this
I guess love is a mean butterfly
My mother's aerobic accompaniment, obvious rhythm, rustic lyrics
As always, a group of trot chant to finish work dinners
Oh oh I hate it because I'm tired of it
trot you are not my style
I'm pop and chanson and the latest
But these days I'm getting weirder
A sticky melody that flows along the way
My heart calls out to burst, I guess love is a mean butterfly
But these days I'm getting weirder
It's nothing, tears are flowing
I hang it in the sky and break it, I guess love is a disgusting butterfly
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