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Joan Baez - The Green Green Grass Of Home

with์šฉ๊ด‘๋กœ 2021. 2. 27. 07:29

Joan Baez - The Green Green Grass Of Home The old home town looks the same ๊ณ ํ–ฅ ๋งˆ์„์€ ์˜ˆ์ „ ๊ทธ๋Œ€๋กœ ๋ณ€ํ•จ์ด ์—†์–ด ๋ณด์ด๋„ค As I step down from the train ์—ด์ฐจ์—์„œ ๋‚ด๋ ค์„œ๋ฉฐ ๋ณด๋‹ˆ And there to meet me is my Mama and Papa ์–ด๋จธ๋‹ˆ์™€ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€๋„ ๋งˆ์ค‘๋‚˜์™€ ๊ณ„์‹œ๋„ค And down the road I look and there runs Mary ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๊ธธ ์•„๋ž˜์ชฝ์„ ๋ณด๋‹ˆ ๋ฉ”๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋›ฐ์–ด์˜ค๊ณ  ์žˆ๋„ค Hair of gold and lips like cherries ๊ธˆ๋ฐœ ๋จธ๋ฆฌ์™€ ์„ ํ™์ƒ‰ ์ž…์ˆ ์˜ ๋ฉ”๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ It's good to touch the green green grass of home ๊ณ ํ–ฅ์˜ ํ‘ธ๋ฅธ ์ž”๋””๋ฅผ ๋งŒ์ง€๋‹ˆ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์ข‹์€ ๊ฑธ The old house is still standing ๋‚ด ์‚ด๋˜ ์˜›์ง‘๋„ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๊ฑด์žฌํ•˜๋„ค Tho' the paint is cracked and dry ๋น„๋ก ์น ์€ ๊ฐˆ๋ผ์ง€๊ณ  ์ƒ‰์ด ๋ฐ”๋žฌ์ง€๋งŒ And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์˜ฌ๋ผ๊ฐ€ ๋†€๋˜ ๊ทธ ์˜คํฌ๋‚˜๋ฌด๋„ ๊ทธ๋Œ€๋กœ ์žˆ๊ณ  Down the lane I walk my sweet Mary ์˜ค์†”๊ธธ์„ ๋”ฐ๋ผ ๋‚ด ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ ๋ฉ”๋ฆฌ์™€ ๊ฑท๋Š”๋‹ค๋„ค Hair of gold and lips like cherries ๊ธˆ๋ฐœ ๋จธ๋ฆฌ์™€ ์„ ํ™์ƒ‰ ์ž…์ˆ ์˜ ๋ฉ”๋ฆฌ์™€ It's good to touch the green green grass of home ๊ณ ํ–ฅ์˜ ํ‘ธ๋ฅธ ์ž”๋””๋ฅผ ๋ฐŸ์œผ๋‹ˆ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์ข‹๊ตฌ๋‚˜ Yes,they'll all come to meet me ๊ทธ๋ž˜,๋ชจ๋‘ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋‚˜๋Ÿฌ ์˜ค๋„ค Arms are reaching,smiling sweetly ํŒ”์„ ๋ป—๊ณ  ๋ง‘๊ฒŒ ์›ƒ์œผ๋ฉฐ It's good to touch the green green grass of home ๊ณ ํ–ฅ์˜ ํ‘ธ๋ฅธ ์ž”๋””๋ฅผ ๋งŒ์ง€๋‹ˆ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด๋‚˜ ์ข‹๋‹ค๋„ค Then I awake and look around me ์ž ์—์„œ ๊นจ์–ด๋‚˜ ์ฃผ์œ„๋ฅผ ๋‘˜๋Ÿฌ๋ณด๋‹ˆ At four grey walls that surround me ํšŒ์ƒ‰ ๋ฒฝ๋งŒ์ด ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋‘˜๋Ÿฌ์‹ธ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋„ค And I realize that I was only dreaming ๊ฟˆ์„ ๊พธ๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ์Œ์„ ๊นจ๋‹ซ๋Š”๋‹ค๋„ค For there"s a guard and there's a sad old Padre ๊ฐ„์ˆ˜์™€ ์Šฌํ”ˆ ์–ผ๊ตด์˜ ๋Š™์€ ์‹ ๋ถ€๊ฐ€ ์„œ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋„ค Arm in arm,we'll walk at daybreak ๋‚ ์ด ๋ฐ์œผ๋ฉด ๋‚ด ํŒ”์งฑ์„ ๋ผ๊ณ  ๊ฑธ์–ด ๋‚˜๊ฐ€๊ฒ ์ง€ Again,I'll touch the green green grass of home ๋‹ค์‹œ ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ,๊ณ ํ–ฅ์˜ ํ‘ธ๋ฅธ ์ž”๋””๋ฅผ ๋Š๋ผ๊ฒŒ ๋˜๊ฒ ์ง€ Yes,they'll all meet me togther ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋ฉด,๋ชจ๋‘๊ฐ€ ๋‚  ๋งˆ์ค‘๋‚˜์˜ฌ๊ฑฐ์•ผ In the shade of that old oak tree ๊ทธ ์˜ค๋ž˜๋œ ์˜คํฌ๋‚˜๋ฌด ๊ทธ๋Š˜ ์•„๋ž˜๋กœ As they lay me"neath the green green grass of home ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๊ณ ํ–ฅ์˜ ํ‘ธ๋ฅธ ์ž”๋”” ์•„๋ž˜์— ๋ฌป์–ด ์ฃผ๊ฒ ์ง€