Jannabi - 페어웰 투 암스! ＋ 요람 송가 (Farewell to Arms! + Hymn for the Cradle) lyrics

Under the red sky
Another day is coming to an end

Without anyone to fight for

In the fallen fortress

To these muscles,

Wrinkles,

Voice,

Eyes,

Illusion,

Farewell!

The setting sun makes me sad, I stomp my feet.

You have no choice but to be nice.

My groaning friend,

Lower your head confidently

The prelude to despair

A young coffin march

With no intention to combat

Facing my back against the bleeding younger sun

My unfulfilled dream,

Pass it on,

Be strong

(narration: Love is not a fantasy beyond clouds but foolish faith is needed, come pick up the pieces of the dream that broke overnight)

No, please don’t take on this burden

It’s not me

Don’t let the detrimental Hymn of victory

come into my ears.

Those songs that I picked up.

To the inherently happy days of the inherently kind people

The peace that I pick up off the street, oh sad tales be gone

The prelude to despair

A young coffin march

With no intention to combat

With my back against the bleeding younger sun

Be noble, young flag of surrender

Come here

Oh Fall asleep

My worn-out body hangs onto the cradle

I lay down with my arms under my head

Be as calm as it hurt,

I forgot all about if after I fell asleep

Turning a blind eye was sweet

But in the end it couldn't kill me

That was really painful

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Jannabi - 슬픔이여안녕 (ASTEARSGOBY) lyrics

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Jannabi's Choi Junghoon interview with Elle

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Jannabi - 레이디버드 (LADYBIRD) lyrics

[Verse 1] A dated scenery Ragged lovers Lukewarm raindrops The tantrums that grow on your feet With one eternal expression Shall we take a nap Or sleep an entire verse We open the book Struggling with the flooding drowsiness And in one same dream [Pre-Chorus] Sweet, sweet life Stop right there I will remember [Chorus] Oh I'll sing a song for every time of life I sang [Verse 2] “Make me a blissful song so I can sing it anywhere” Just then the sun illuminated her And I smiled quietly [Pre-Chorus] Sweet, sweet life Stop right there I will remember [Chorus] I'll sing a song for every time of life I sang [Outro] Our weak selves Will be protected by love Love is fragile We need to protect that Rub your eyes and wakeup While looking at me, as if stroking your eyebrows Outside is still the same Don’t rush our season Our season Is it beautiful or is it messy?

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