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- 2019/10/01 09:17
- http://blog.moneta.co.kr/simek/8356824/484997
(Sitting On) The Dock of the Bay (ºÎµÔ°¡¿¡ ¾É¾Æ¼)
Otis Redding (1968)
Sitting in the morning sun, I'll be sitting when the evening comes.
Watching the ships roll in, then I watch 'em roll away again.
¾Æħ ÇÞ»ì ¾Æ·¡¿¡ ¾É¾Æ¼ Àú³áÀÌ ¿Ã ¶§±îÁö ¾É¾Æ ÀÖÀ» °Å¾ß.
¹èµéÀÌ µé¾î¿À°í ´Ù½Ã ³ª°¡´Â °É ÁöÄѺ¸¸é¼.
I'm sitting on the dock of the bay watching the tide, roll away.
I'm sitting on the dock of the bay wasting time.
³ ºÎµÔ°¡¿¡¼ Á¶¼ö°¡ µé°í ³ª´Â °É º¸°í ¾É¾Æ ÀÖ¾î.
³ ºÎµÔ°¡¿¡¼ ½Ã°£À» ÇãºñÇÏ¸ç ¾É¾Æ ÀÖ¾î.
I left my home in Georgia, and I headed for the Frisco Bay.
Cause, I've got nothing to live for.
Looks like nothing is going to come my way, so.
³ Á¶Áö¾Æ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â ÁýÀ» ¶°³µÁö, ±×¸®°í Frisco ¸¸(ؽ)À¸·Î ¿ÔÁö.
³ »ì ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ¾øÀ¸´Ï±î.
³» ¶æ´ë·Î µÉ ÀÏÀº ¾Æ¹« °Íµµ ¾øÀ» °Í °°¾Æ º¸¿©. ±×·¡¼,
I'm just come sitting on the dock of the bay watching the tide roll away.
³ ±×³É ºÎµÎ¿¡ ¾É¾Æ ÀÖÀ» °Å¾ß. Á¶¼ö°¡ »ç¶óÁö´Â °É ÁöÄѺ¸¸é¼,
I'm sitting on the dock of the bay, wasting time.
Looks like nothing¡¯s going to change, everything seems to stay the same.
I can't do what ten people tell me to do.
So I guess I'll remain the same.
¾Æ¹«°Íµµ º¯ÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀ» °Í °°¾Æ º¸¿©, ¸ðµç °Ô ´Ù ±×´ë·ÎÀÎ °Í °°¾Æ
³ ¿©·¯ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ½ÃÅ°´Â ´ë·Î ÇÒ ¼ö´Â ¾ø¾î.
±×·¯´Ï ³ ±×´ë·Î ³²¾Æ ÀÖÀ» °Å °°¾Æ.
I'm sitting here resting my bones and this loneliness won't leave me alone.
This, two thousand miles I roamed just to make this dock my home
Now I'm just sitting on the dock of the bay
³ ¿©±â ¾É¾Æ ÀÖÀ» °Å¾ß, »À¼Ó±îÁö ½¬¸é¼, ±×·±µ¥, ÀÌ ¿Ü·Î¿òÀº ³¯ È¥ÀÚ ³öµÎÁö ¾Ê¾Æ.
ÀÌ ³»°¡ ¹èȸÇß´ø 2õ ¸¶ÀÏÀÌ ÀÌ ºÎµÎ¸¦ ±×³É ³»ÁýÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé¾î ÁÖ³×.
Áö±Ý ³ ±×Àú ¸¸ÀÇ ºÎµÎ¿¡ ¾É¾Æ ÀÖ¾î.
Watching the tide roll away,
Sitting on the dock of the bay I'm wasting time.
Á¶¼ö°¡ °ÈÈ÷´Â °É º¸¸é¼,
¸¸ÀÇ ºÎµÎ¿¡ ¾É¾Æ ½Ã°£À» º¸³»°í ÀÖ¾î.
Songwriters: Steve Cropper / Otis Redding
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