Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Love song /Neol Butjabeun Norae* Oneuldo seosongineun noye jib hwaga naneun geol Naneun himdeunde naneun himdeunde irohke Hajiman naneun eojjol su obso Ni mameul dolligin nomu neujeun geol kkeutnaboryeosso eojjol su obso ijen.. Han sungan nae mome iksokhaetdeon ni soni nal mironae Naneun oddeokhae naneun oddeokhae oneuldo ddeonagan noye sumkyeor ajikdo Neol saranghae Naneun oddeokhae naneun oddeokhae jebal.. Oh~ Jebal.. dorawa... Nan niga saenggag na jakkuman saenggag na yejeon choreom ni son jabeul suga obso nan niga nomu jowhaseo noye modeun geol moshijeo i noraeneun neol butjabeul su itneun norae Han sungan nae mome iksokhaetdeon ni soni nal mironae Naneun oddeokhae naneun oddeokhae oneuldo ddeonagan noye sumkyeor ajikdo Neol saranghae Naneun oddeokhae naneun oddeokhae Nawa majuchideon geu nunbicheuro geudaen nareuo dashi bwayo Geu nunbit naege mareul haejullae ajikdo saranghandago Han sungan nae mome iksokhaetdeon ni soni nal mironae Naneun oddeokhae naneun oddeokhae oneuldo ddeonagan noye sumkyeor ajikdo Neol saranghae Naneun oddeokhae naneun oddeokhae jebal.. Oh~ Jebal.. saranghae... TRANSLATIONS *Love Song (Song That Will Get You)* While I am roaming around your house today I'm getting angry It's difficult, It's difficult for me like this But I can't do anything about it It is too late to change your heart It's done, I can't do anything now Your hands that was once used to my body are now pushing me away What should I do? What should I do? Until now, the breath of yours is gone I still love you What should I do? What should I do? Please.. Oh~ Please.. comeback to me... I think of you, I keep thinking of you I can't hold your hands like I did in the past I like you too much I can't forget anything about you This song is a song that can't hold onto you I think of you, I always think of you I won't be able to hold your hands like I did in the past I liked you too much that I can't forget anything about you This song is a song that will get you back to me Your hands that was once used to my body are now pushing me away What should I do? What should I do? Until now, the breath of yours is gone I still love you What should I do? What should I do? Those eyes that used to meet me Look at me once again Will those eyes of yours say that you still love me? Your hands that was once used to my body is now pushing me away What should I do? What should I do? Until now, the breath of yours is gone I still love you What should I do? What should I do? Please.. Oh~ Please.. I love you...

Tuesday, December 07, 2010

4 big tests on straight days. Good luck to me

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

As I have implied, one is not a concept I understand. When I smoked I smoked three packs a day, when I drank, well, let’s not get into that. If your psyche is a balloon animal and you squeeze to eliminate the cigarettes and whiskey, the crazy has to go somewhere. A friend’s mother ate nothing but clams for six months. Morning, noon, and night, nothing but clams. ‘I don’t know what it is—I can’t seem to get enough of them,’ she told her son. He shakes his head, but I understand. I eat nothing but broccoli for a month, then yogurt for six days, then (for one glorious week) lamb chops. One day I roasted a chicken and had seven chicken sandwiches before nightfall. If I like something, I like it a lot. Just one doesn’t cut it. I don’t know what it is I can’t get enough of.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

I regretted not joining in the business and failing together with you.

Friday, November 12, 2010

I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

只要你开心就好, 我只是你生命的配角色 娱乐过你也骄欧。就算是配角,我也要当你的最佳男配角。

Sunday, November 07, 2010

It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.

Friday, November 05, 2010

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and the strong—because someday you will have been all of these.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy.