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µÎ »ç¶÷ÀÇ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î »ç¶û°ú µÎ »ç¶÷ÀÌ °É¾î¿Ô´ø ÀλýÀ» ±×¸®°í ±×µéÀ» »ç¶ûÇß´ø »ç¶÷µéÀÇ À̾߱â ÀÔ´Ï´Ù. < Seasons In The Sun > Goodbye to you, my trusted friend. We"ve known each other since we"re nine or ten. Together we climbed hills or trees. Learned of love and ABC"s, Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees. Goodbye my friend, it"s hard to die, When all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. Pretty girls are everywhere. Think of me and I"ll be there We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the hills that we climbed Were just seasons out of time. Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me, I was the black sheep of the family. You tried to teach me right from wrong. Too much wine and too much song, Wonder how I got along. Goodbye, Papa, it"s hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. Little children everywhere. When you see them I"ll be there. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the wine and the song, Like the seasons, have all gone. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the wine and the song, Like the seasons, have all gone. Goodbye, Michelle, my little one. You gave me love and helped me find the sun. And every time that I was down You would always come around And get my feet back on the ground. Goodbye, Michelle, it"s hard to die When all the bird are singing in the sky, Now that the spring is in the air. With the flowers everywhere. I wish that we could both be there. We had joy, we had fun, We had seasons in the sun. But the stars we could reach Were just starfishs on the beach. We had joy, we had fun, We had seasons in the sun. But the stars we could reach Were just starfishs on the beach. We had joy, we had fun, We had seasons in the sun. But the wine and the song, Like the seasons, have all gone. All alives we had fun, We had seasons in the sun. But the hills that we climbed Were just seasons out of time. µû¶æÇÑ ÇÞ»ìÀÌ ºñÄ¡´ø ½ÃÀý ³ªÀÇ ¹ÏÀ½Á÷ÇÑ Ä£±¸¿©,¾È³ç ¾ÆÈ©Àΰ¡ ¿»ì ¶§ºÎÅÍ ¿ì¸° ¼·Î¸¦ ¾Ë¾Æ ¿ÔÁö ¿ì¸° ÇÔ²² ¾ð´ö°ú ³ª¹«¿¡ ÇÔ²² ¿À¸£°í »ç¶ûµµ ¹è¿ü°í Çб³µµ °°ÀÌ ´Ù³æÁö ±×¸®°í °°ÀÌ Áö³»´Ù°¡ ¸¶À½°ú ¸ö¿¡µµ »óó¸¦ ÀÔÈ÷±âµµ ÇßÁö Ä£±¸¿©, ¾È³ç, ÁױⰡ Á¤¸» ±«·Ó±¸³ª Çϴÿ¡¼± »õ°¡ ³ë·¡ÇÏ°í º½ ±â¿îÀÌ ¿Ï¿¬È÷ ³ì¾Æ È帣´Â ¶§ ¾î¿©»Û ¼Ò³àµéÀº ¿©±âÀú±â ¸ð¿© Àִµ¥ ³» »ý°¢¸¸ ÇÏ·Å ±×·³ ³»°¡ ³× °ç¿¡ °¡ ÀÖÀ»Å×´Ï ¿ì¸° ±â»ÝÀ» ³ª´©¸ç, ÇÔ²² Áñ°Å¿ö Çß°í ¿ì¸° ¸ÚÁø ³ª³¯À» º¸³»¾úÁö ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸®°¡ ¿Ã¶ú´ø ±× ¾ð´öÀº ÀÌÁ¦´Â ¿À¸¦ ¼ö ¾øÀ» °Í °°±¸³ª ¾È³ç, ¾Æºü, Àú¸¦ À§ÇØ ±âµµÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä ³ª´Â Áý¾ÈÀÇ °ñÄ¡µ¢À̾úÁö¿ä ¾Æºþ Àú¿¡°Ô ¿Ç°í ±×¸§À» °¡¸£ÃÄ Áֽ÷Á°í ÇßÁö¸¸ ¸¹Àº ¼ú°ú Çâ¶ô¿¡ ÁøÅÁ ºüÁ®¼ ³»°¡ ¾î¶»°Ô »ì¾Æ¿Ô´ÂÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î¿ä ¾È³ç,¾Æºü, ÁױⰡ Á¤¸» ±«·Î¿ö¿ä Çϴÿ¡¼± »õ°¡ ³ë·¡ÇÏ°í º½±â¿îÀÌ ¿Ï¿¬ÇÏ°í Àڱ׸¸ ²¿¸¶µéÀÌ ¿©±âÀú±â ¸ð¿©Àִµ¥ ¾Æºü°¡ ±× ¾ÖµéÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸¸é ¹Ù·Î °Å±â Á¦°¡ ÀÖÀ» °Å¿¹¿ä ¿ì¸° ±â»ÝÀ» ³ª´©¸ç, ÇÔ²² Áñ°Å¿öÇß°í ¿ì¸° ÃÖ°íÀÇ ³ª³¯À» º¸³»¾úÁö ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¼ú°ú ³ë·¡°°Àº °ÍÀº ´Ù Áö³ª°¡ ¹ö¸° °èÀý°ú °°Àº °Å¿´¾î ¾È³ç, ¹Ì¼¿, ±Í¿©¿î ³ªÀÇ »ç¶û ³Ê´Â ³»°Ô »ç¶ûÀ» ÁÖ¾ú°í »ýÀÇ ÇູÀ» ãÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô µµ¿Í ÁÖ¾úÁö ³»°¡ ÁöÃÄ ¾²·¯Áö¸é ¾ðÁ¦³ª ³Ê´Â ³» °ç¿¡ ´Ù½Ã ¶È¹Ù·Î ¼°Ô ÇØ ÁÖ¾úÁö ¾È³ç, ¹Ì¼¿,ÁױⰡ Á¤¸» ±«·Î¿ö Çϴÿ¡¼± »õ°¡ ³ë·¡ÇÏ°í º½±â¿îÀÌ ¿Ï¿¬Çѵ¥ ²ÉÀº ¿ÂÅë È»çÇÏ°Ô ÇǾú±¸³ª ¿ì¸® ÇÔ²² ±×°÷¿¡ ÀÖÀ» ¼ö¸¸ ÀÖ´Ù¸é ¿ì¸° ±â»ÝÀ» ÇÔ²² ³ª´©¸ç ÇÔ²² Áñ°Å¿öÇß°í ¸ÚÁø½ÃÀýÀ» º¸³»¾úÁö ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸® ¼Õ ³¡¿¡ ´ê¾Ò´ø º°µéÀº ¸ð·¡ À§·Î Èð¾îÁø ºÒ°¡»ç¸®¿´À» »Ó ====== ¹ø¿ªÀÚ´Â µû¶æÇÑ ÇÞ»ìÀÌ ºñÃß´ø ½ÃÀýÀ̶ó°í ¹ø¿ªÇßÁö¸¸, Season In the Son.Àº Áö±Ý ¿ì¸®¿¡°Ô ºñÃß´Â »îÀÇ Âù¶õÇÑ ±â»ÝÀ̾úÀ¸¸é ÇÏ´Â ¸¾À¸·Î, ƯÈ÷ 4¿ù ÃÊ ´«ºÎ½Å Çѱ¹ÀÇ º½ºûÀ» Ä£±¸µé°ú ÇÔ²²ÇÏ°í ½Í½À´Ï´Ù. |