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- 2020/02/12 11:21
- http://blog.moneta.co.kr/simek/8365779/484997
Friends in Low Places (ÇãÁ¢½º·¯¿î °÷¿¡ Ä£±¸µé)
Sung by Garth Brooks (1990)
Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots and ruined your black-tie affair.
The last one to know, the last one to show,
I was the last one you thought you'd see there.
¸ðµç °Ç ´Ù Å¿À̶ó°í ÇØ, ³»°¡ ºÎÃ÷¸¦ ½Å°í ³ªÅ¸³ª¼, ³× °ËÁ¤ ŸÀÌ ¿¬¾Ö»ç°ÇÀ» ¸ÁÃÆÁö.
¸¶Áö¸·À¸·Î ¾Æ´Â °Ç, ¸¶Áö¸·À¸·Î º¸¿©ÁÖ´Â °Ç,
³×°¡ °Å±â¼ ¸¶Áö¸·À¸·Î º¸°Ô µÉ »ç¶÷À̶ó°í »ý°¢Çß´ø °Ô ³ª¿´Áö.
And I saw the surprise and the fear in his eyes.
When I took his glass of champagne, and I toasted you.
Said, honey, we may be through, but you'll never hear me complain.
³ ºÃÁö ³î¶ó¿ò°ú ±×ÀÇ ´«µ¿ÀÚ¿¡ ¾î¸° °øÆ÷¸¦,
³»°¡ ±×ÀÇ ¼¤ÆäÀÎ ÀÜÀ» Áý¾î µé¾úÀ» ¶§ ¸»ÀÌÁö, ±×¸®°í ³ ³Ê¿¡°Ô ÀÜÀ» ±ÇÇßÁö.
ÀÚ±â¾ß, ¿ì¸® ÀÌÁ¦ ³¡³»¾ß ÇÒ °Í °°Áö¸¸, ³Í ÀÌÁ¦ ³» ºÒÆòÀ» Àý´ë ¾È µè°Ô µÉ °Å¾ß.
'Cause I've got friends in low places,
where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away.
³ ÇãÁ¢½º·¯¿î ¼úÁý¿¡ Ä£±¸µéÀÌ Àֱ⠶§¹®ÀÌÁö.
À§½ºÅ°¿¡ È컶 ºüÁö°í, ¸ÆÁÖ°¡ ³» ¿ì¿ïÁõÀ» ÂѾƹö¸®´Â °÷¿¡ ¸»À̾ß.
And I'll be okay. I'm not big on social graces,
think I'll slip on down to the oasis. Oh, I've got friends in low places.
±×¸®°í ³ ±¦ÂúÀ» °Å¾ß. ³ »ç±³ÀûÀÎ ¿ì¾ÆÇÔ¿¡´Â °ü½É ¾ø¾î
³ ¼úÁý, ¡®¿À¾Æ½Ã½º¡¯¿¡ ºüÁ®µé °Í °°¾Æ. ¿À, ³ ÇãÁ¢½º·¯¿î ¼úÁý¿¡ Ä£±¸µéÀÌ ÀÖÁö.
(Interlude)
Well, I guess I was wrong.
I just don't belong but then, I've been there before.
Everything's all right. I'll just say goodnight, and I'll show myself to the door.
À½, ³»°¡ À߸ø »ý°¢Çß´ÂÁöµµ ¸ô¶ó,
³»°¡ ¼ÓÇØ ÀÖÁö ¾ÊÀ» »ÓÀÌÁö¸¸, Àü¿¡ °¡ º» ÀûÀº ÀÖÁö.
´Ù ±¦Âú¾Æ, ³ ±×Àú Àß ÀÚ¶ó°í ÀλçÇÏ°í, ¹®À» ÇâÇØ ³ª°¡´Â ³» ¸ð½ÀÀ» º¸¿©ÁÙ °Å¾ß.
Hey, I didn't mean to cause a big scene.
À̺Á, ³ Å« ¼Òµ¿À» ÀÏÀ¸Å°·Á´ø °Ô ¾Æ´Ï¾úÁö.
Just give me an hour and then.
Well, I'll be as high as that ivory tower that you're living in..
±×Àú ³»°Ô ÇÑ ½Ã°£À» ÁÖ¸é,
À½, ³×°¡ »ì°í ÀÖ´Â »ó¾Æž¸¸Å ³ôÀº °÷¿¡ ÀÖ°Ô µÉ °Å¾ß.
ll: 'Cause I've got friends in low places
where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away.
And I'll be okay. I'm not big on social graces,
think I'll slip on down to the oasis. Oh, I've got friends in low places. :ll
(Live version lyrics)
I guess I was wrong.
I just don't belong. But then, I've been there before.
And everything is alright. I'll just say goodnight, and I'll show myself to the door.
I didn't mean to cause a big scene.
Just wait 'til I finish this glass, then sweet little lady, I'll head back to the bar.
And you can kiss my ass.
ÀÌ ÀÜÀ» ´Ù ¸¶½Ç ¶§±îÁö ±â´Ù·Á, ±Í¿©¿î ¾Æ°¡¾¾, ±×·¯¸é ³ ¼úÁýÀ¸·Î ´Ù½Ã °¥ °Å¾ß.
³» ¾ûµ¢ÀÌ¿¡ Å°½ºÇØÁà.
Songwriters: Earl Bud Lee and Dewayne Blackwell
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