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- 2019/04/16 00:17
- http://blog.moneta.co.kr/simek/8347912/484997
Sultans of Swing (½ºÀ®ÀÇ Á¦¿Õµé)
Dire Straits (1978)
You get a shiver in the dark, it's raining in the park, but meantime,
south of the river, you stop and you hold everything.
A band is blowing Dixie double four time.
You feel alright, when you hear the music ring.
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Well, now you step inside, but you don't see too many faces
coming in out of the rain to hear the Jazz go down
competition in other places.
Ah, but the horns, they blowing that sound
Way on down south, way on down south, London town
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You check out guitar, George, he knows all the chords.
Mind it's strictly rhythm, he doesn't want to make it cry or sing.
Left-handed old guitar is all he can afford.
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing.
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And Harry doesn't mind, if he doesn't make the scene.
He's got a daytime job – He's doing alright.
He can play the Honky Tonk like anything.
Saving it up for Friday night with the Sultans, with the Sultans of Swing.
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And a crowd of young boys, they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles.
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band.
It ain't what they call Rock and Roll and the Sultans.
Yeah, the Sultans, they play Creole, Creole.
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[Instrumental Solo]
And then the man, he steps right up to the microphone.
And says at last just as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home"
Then he makes it fast with one more thing
"We are the Sultans – We are the Sultans of Swing"
±×¸®°í´Â, ±× ³²ÀÚ, ±×´Â ¸¶ÀÌÅ© ¹Ù·Î ¾Õ¿¡ ¼¹ÁÒ.
±×¸®°í ½Ã°£ÀÇ Á¾¼Ò¸®°¡ ¿ï¸®ÀÚ, ¸¶Ä§³» ¸»ÇÕ´Ï´Ù.
"¾È³çÈ÷ ÁÖ¹«¼¼¿ä, ÀÌÁ¦ Áý¿¡ °¥ ½Ã°£ÀÔ´Ï´Ù"
±×¸®°í´Â ±×°¡ À绡¸® ÇѸ¶µð µ¡ºÙÀÌÁÒ.
"¿ì¸®´Â Á¦¿ÕµéÀÌ´Ù. ¿ì¸®´Â ½ºÀ®ÀÇ Á¦¿ÕµéÀÌ´Ù"
Songwriter: Mark Knopfler
À½¾Çµè±â: http://mini.thinkpool.com/exim/1667436
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