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Khe Sanh (ÄÉ»êÀüÅõ)

Cold Chisel (1978)

 

I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh.

And the soul was sold with my cigarettes to the black-market man.

I've had the Vietnam cold turkey from the ocean to the Silver City.

And it's only other vets could understand.

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¿µÈ¥Àº ´ã¹è¿Í ÇÔ²² ¾Ï½ÃÀå »ç³»¿¡°Ô ÆÈ¾Æ ¹ö·ÈÁö.

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±×¸®°í ±×°Ç ´Ù¸¥ ¿ªÀüÀÇ ¿ë»ç»çµé¸¸ ÀÌÇØÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °Å¿´Áö.

 

About the long-forgotten dockside guarantees,

How there were no V-day heroes in 1973?

How we sailed into Sydney Harbor.

Saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her

She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land

¿À·§µ¿¾È ÀØÇô Áø ºÎµÎ ÃøÀÇ Ã¥ÀÓ ¾ø´Â ¾à¼Óµé¿¡ ´ëÇÏ¿©.

¾îÂî 1973 ³â V-day ¿µ¿õµéÀº ¾ø³ª?

¾îÂîÇÏ¿© ¿ì¸®°¡ ½Ãµå´Ï Ç×±¸·Î µé¾î¿Ô´Âµ¥,

¿¾ Ä£±¸¸¦ ¸¸³µÁö¸¸ ³ª´Â ±×³à¿¡°Ô Å°½ºÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾úÁö.

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And she was like so many more from that time on

Their lives were all so empty, till they found their chosen one

And their legs were often open, but their minds were always closed

And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains

And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, pay packets lean

And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been

Car parks make me jumpy, and I never stopped the dreams

Or the growing need for speed and Novocaine

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So, I worked across the country from end to end.

Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed-up life could mend.

Held a job on an oil-rig, flying choppers when I could.

Oh, but the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend.

±×·¡¼­, ³ª´Â Àü ³ª¶ó¸¦ ³¡¿¡¼­ ³¡±îÁö ÀÏÇßÁö.

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And I've traveled round the world from year to year.

And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear.

And I've been back to South East Asia, but the answer sure ain't there.

But I'm drifting north, to check things out again. Yes I am.

±×¸®°í ³ª´Â Çظ¶´Ù Àü¼¼°è¸¦ ¿©ÇàÇßÁö.

±×¸®°í »ç¶÷µéÀº ³ª¸¦ ¸ñÀûÀÌ ¾ø´Â °ÍÀ¸·Î ¾Ë¾ÒÁö. ÇØ°¡ °¡¸é °¥¼ö·Ï ´õ ÁöÃĹö¸®´Â »ç¶÷À¸·Î,

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Well, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.

And only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong

There ain't nothing like the kisses from a jaded Chinese princess

I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long

½Ãµå´Ï¿¡¼­ ¸¶Áö¸· ºñÇà±â°¡ °ÅÀÇ ´Ù °¡¹ö·È°í.

´Ü 7½Ã°£¸¸ ºñÇàÇϸé, ³ª´Â È«Äá¿¡ µµÂøÇÏ°Ô µÉ °Å¾ß.

ÁöÃÄ ¹ö¸° Áß±¹ °øÁÖÀÇ Å°½º¸¸Å­ ÁÁÀº °Ç ¾ø¾î

¹ã»õµµ·Ï ¾à°£ÀÇ È«Äá ¸ÅÆ®¸®½º¸¦ ÇâÇØ °¡·Á°í ÇØ.

 

ll: Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

You know, the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone

And it's really got me worried

I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry

And the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone. :ll

½Ãµå´Ï¿¡¼­ ¸¶Áö¸· ºñÇà±â°¡ °ÅÀÇ ´Ù °¡¹ö·ÈÁö.

³Í ¾ËÁö, ½Ãµå´Ï¿¡¼­ ¸¶Áö¸· ºñÇà±â°¡ °ÅÀÇ ´Ù °¡¹ö·È´Ù´Â °É.

±×¸®°í ±×°Ô Á¤¸» ³ª¸¦ °ÆÁ¤ÇÏ°Ô ÇßÁö.

³­ ¾Æ¹«µ¥µµ °¡Áö ¾ÊÀ¸¸é¼­, ¼­µÎ¸£°í ÀÖ°í.

½Ãµå´Ï¿¡¼­ ¸¶Áö¸· ºñÇà±â´Â °ÅÀÇ ´Ù °¡¹ö·ÈÁö.

 

Songwriter: Donald Walker

 

À½¾Çµè±â: http://mini.thinkpool.com/exim/1668857

 

 

 



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