π μ
(Up, 2009)
πΆ Ed Sheeran – Photograph
μ μμ§ λͺ»λ³΄μ λΆλ€ μ λ°… μ λ° λ³΄μΈμ π₯Ί
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π μ
(Up, 2009)
πΆ Ed Sheeran – Photograph
μ μμ§ λͺ»λ³΄μ λΆλ€ μ λ°… μ λ° λ³΄μΈμ π₯Ί
#edsheeran #photograph #up #lyrics
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λλ μ λ° μ¬λ ν λ²μ΄λΌλ ν΄ λ³΄λ©΄ μμμ΄ μκ² λ€
λ Έλκ° μ κ·Έ μμ²΄μΌ κ·Έλ₯…. μμ 보면μ λ Έλ λ€μΌλκΉ κ°λμ΄ λλ°°μΈλ°°γ γ γ γ γ
κ°μ¬ (μ κ° λ³΄κ³ μΆμ΄μ…)
Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
Hmm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hmm, we keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's forever frozen, still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages, you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Oh, you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages, you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone
"Wait for me to come home"
λλ¬Όμ΄ κ·Έλ κ·Έλ …. μ’μ μμ κ°μ¬ν©λλ€…
μ λ§ μ¬νλ€μγ _γ
λλ¬Όλλ€ μ§νμ² μμ μ²μΉλ§κ²γ
β₯οΈ
λνκ° νμν΄~~~~~~
μ΄ λ Έλμ μ΄ μνλ μ§μ§ μ λ§ λ΅λ μλ€
κ·Έλ§ μΈλ¦¬μΈμ
ν€ν€ν€νΏ μ’λ€μ
μ€..λ°λΌλ¦¬π
γ
μμν΄ π’π’
γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ γ π’
λ κ°κ³ 2μ£Ό μ§Έκ° λμ΄κ°λ€. μ¬μ¬ μΌλ μμ μ‘νκ³ λμ§λ νκ³ μμ΄. κ·Έλ λ€κ³ λ μμ΄λ²λ¦΄ μΌμ μκ² μ§λ§. κ³ μ 2λ λ§ ν¨κ»ν μ€μ κΏμλ λͺ°λμ§λ§ μ¬νΌ λ΄ μΉκ΅¬ ν΄μ€μ κ³ λ§λ€. λ μ’ λ μ²μ²ν κ°κ², κΈ°λ€λ¦¬κ³ μμ΄.
μ !β€
μμ μ§μ¬μΌλ‘ κ°μ¬λ립λλ€ ~πππβ€
λΆμ λΆλ€ λ΄λ €μ€κΈ°λ 무μκ³ μ μ§νκΈ°μ 곡ννμ κ±°μΌ κ·Έλ¬λ€ νΌκ±°λ
κ·Έλ€μ μ¬λμ μ°Έ μ νννλ λ ΈλμΈ κ² κ°λ€ μ°°λμ μκ°μ μ¬λμ νκ³ μ¨κΈ°λ₯Ό λλ΄λ λ΄ λͺ¨λ μ¬λ, νμ κ·Έλ¦¬μΈ μ΄λ€μ΄ λ μ€λ₯΄λ λ ΈλμΈ κ² κ°λ€
μ μΌ μ’μνλ λ Έλμ κ°μ¬μ μ°°λ‘μΈ μνλ₯Ό λ§λμ… κ°μ΄μ΄ λν΄ν΄μ§ γ γ μΆμ μ¬ν
3:23 μ¬κΈ°μ μ΄μ§ μΈμ»₯ν¨
μΈμμμ μ μΌ μ‘°μνλ μν
λ무 μ¬νΌμ μΈμμ΄μ
π
κ·Έ ν΄ μ°λ¦¬λ ost μΈκ΅ λ²μ μ΄ μλ€λ©΄ μ΄λ° λλμΌ κ±° κ°λ€γ
μ‘°μμ
λ Έλλ μ’κ³ μμλ μ’κ³ ..μ λ³΄κ³ μμ΅λλ€ ~
λ무 μ’μμ΄μ μνλ₯Ό λ³Όλ λμ³€λ λ§μ μ₯λ©΄λ€μ΄ μμ κ³Ό ν¨κ» κΉμνκ² λ§μμ λ€μ΄ μ€λ€μ.
μ΄μμ λ³Έ μμ μ΄λ κ΄λ ¨μλκ±° μλμ£ ?
νΉμ μ΄ μ λλ©μ΄μ μ λͺ©μ΄ λκ°μ?
1:10
μ 곑 μ λ§ λͺ 곑μ΄λ€μγ γ γ
wait for me to come home
K8 μ λ©λ¦¬λμ κΈ μ€νΌμ»€λ‘ λ€μΌλ©΄ λμ₯λκ² μ’κ² λκ±Έμ . νΌμλ Έ λ λλΌλΉνΈ κ° κ°νκ². μ’λ€μ
μ΄ μμλ³΄κ³ μκ° λ°μμ μ λ μ¬μΉκ³Ό λ°μ΄νΈνλ©΄μ μΌλ μΌκΈ°μ μ¬μ§μ λ΄μμ νλ‘ν¬μ¦μ© μ¨λ²μ λ§λ€μμ΄μ.
λΉΌλΉΌλ‘λ°μ΄μ κ²°νΌνλλ° μ΄ μμ 보μ¬μ£Όλ©΄μ λ°μ΄νΈ μΌκΈ° μ¨λ²κ³Ό ν¨κ» νλ‘ν¬μ¦νλ €κ³ ν©λλ€. μ°λ¦¬λ μ΄λ κ² μμ¬κ³ λ½ ν¨κ» νλ©΄μ μλ‘ κΈΈλ€μ¬μ§κ³ λμ΄κ°κ³ μΆλ€μ.
νμ μ¬μ΄μ΄ λ¨μ μ’μ μμ λ§λ€μ΄μ£Όμ μ λ무 κ°μ¬ν΄μ~β€ππ
μ§μ§ λ무 μ’μνλ μ λλ©μ΄μ μ λ무 μ’μ λ Έλλ₯Ό νκΈμλ§μΌλ‘γ γ λͺ λ² λ΄€λμ§ λͺ°λΌμβ₯οΈ
λλλ νΉμ μ κ° κ²°νΌμμ μμμΌλ‘ μ΄ μμμ μ¬μ©ν΄λ λ κΉμ??π₯Ή