Lirik Lagu Ailee – Reminiscing (낡은 그리움)



Yeah yeah
Yap Baby

Neul hadeon daero nuneul tteossneunde
ni saenggagi nal ttae
haruga teureojigonhae
jigyeopdorok miun neo

But I miss you
and I need you
jeonbodado deo
ijen ulgiedo
jogeum minmanghaejin timing
cham mworalkka nalkeun geurium

Neomu manheun coffeereul
masin geonga bwa
jami oji anha
dwicheogin sigan dwie
nae begae miten ne eolgul

So I miss you
and I need you
jeonbodado deo
ijeneun ulgiedo
jogeum minmanghaejin timing
cham mworalkka nalkeun geurium

Johasseossdeon naldeuri
geujeo geureon naldeuri
dareul geosdo eopseojin
geujeo geureon haepeuning

Johasseossdeon naldeuri
geujeo geureon naldeuri
dareul geosdo eopseojin
geujeo geureon
geujeo geureon naldeul

Meonjiman hayahge ssahyeoga please
hanttaeneun nae jeil
areumdapdeon modeun ge

I miss you
(geureomedo yeojeonhi
nan neoreul geuriwohae)
and I need you
to be by my side
ijen bureugido
jogeum eosaekhaejin neoneun
cham mworalkka miun geurium

Johasseossdeon naldeuri
geujeo geureon naldeuri
dareul geosdo eopseojin
geujeo geureon haepeuning

Mideosseossdeon maldeuri
yaksokhaessdeon naldeuri
himeopsi da heuteojin
geujeo geureon
geujeo geureon


ENGLISH TRANSLATION

I opened my eyes, just like I always do
But when I think of you
My day is off
I’m sick of it, I hate you

but I miss you
and I need you
More than before
Now it’s embarrassing to even cry, this timing
What can I call it?
A worn-out longing

I think I drank too much coffee
I can’t sleep
Behind the tossing and turning
Beneath my pillow
Is your face

so I miss you
and I need you
More than before
Now it’s embarrassing to even cry, this timing
What can I call it?
A worn-out longing

The good days
The so-so days
They become no different from any other day
It was just a simple happening

The good days
The so-so days
They become no different from any other day
Just whatever days

Only dust piles up
On things that were the most beautiful to me
At one point

I miss you
(Still I miss you)
and I need you
to be by my side
Now it’s awkward to even call out to you
What can I call it?
Such a resentful longing

The good days
The so-so days
They become no different from any other day
It was just a simple happening

Words I believed in
Days that we promised
They just scattered
And became just whatever





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