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If a picture paints a thousand words, ¸¸¾à ÇÑ ÀåÀÇ ±×¸²À¸·Î ¼öõ°³ÀÇ ¸»À» ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é,
then why can`t I paint you? ¿Ö ³»°¡ ±×´ë ¸ð½ÀÀ» ±×¸®Áö ¸øÇϰھî¿ä?
The words will never show the you I`ve come to know. Á¦°¡ ¾Ë°Ô µÈ ´ç½ÅÀ» ¸»·Î´Â Ç¥ÇöÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ»°Å¿¹¿ä.
if a face could launch a thousand ships, ¸¸¾à ÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÇ ¾ó±¼ÀÌ ¼ö õ ôÀÇ ¹è¸¦ ¶ç¿ï ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é,
then where am I to go? ³ª´Â ¾îµð·Î °¡¾ß Çϳª¿ä?
There`s no on-e home but you, Áý°ú °°Àº Æ÷±ÙÇÔÀ» ÁÖ´Â ÀÌ´Â ´ç½Å¹Û¿¡ ¾ø¾î¿ä.
You`re all that`s left me too. ´ç½ÅÀÌ ¾øÀ¸¸é ³ ¸ðµç °É ÀÒ¾î ¹ö¸° °Í °°¾Æ¿ä
And when my love for life is running dry, ±×¸®°í »î¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ³ªÀÇ »ç¶ûÀÌ ½Ãµé¾î°¥ ¶§,
you come and pour yourself on me. ±×´ë ³»°Ô ´Ù°¡¿Í ³ª¿¡°Ô »ç¶ûÀ» ½ñ¾ÆÁÖ¾î¿ä
If a man could be two places at on-e time, »ç¶÷ÀÌ Çѹø¿¡ µÎ °÷¿¡ ÀÖÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù¸é,
I`d be with you. ³ ´ç½Å°ú ÇÔ²² Çϰھî¿ä.
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way. ³»Àϵµ ¿À´Ãµµ ´ç½Å °ç¿¡ ¾ðÁ¦³ª.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die, ¸¸¾à Áö±¸°¡ ȸÀüÀ» ¸ØÃß°í ¼¼È÷ ¼Ò¸êÇØ °¥Áö¶óµµ
I`d spend the end with you. Àú´Â ¸¶Áö¸·À» ´ç½Å°ú º¸³»°Ú¾î¿ä.
And when the world was through, ±×¸®°í ¼¼»óÀÌ ³¡³ª°í,
Then on-e by on-e the stars would all go out, Çϳª¾¿ Çϳª¾¿ º°µéµµ »ç¶óÁ® °¡°ÚÁö¿ä,
and you and I would simply fly away ±×·¯¸é ´ç½Å°ú ³ª´Â Àú ¸Õ °÷À¸·Î ³¯¾Æ°¡ ¹ö¸±°Ì´Ï´Ù

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