Hello, Goodbye
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masinneun geo hana akkideon geo hana mwodeun hana deo jwotdamyeon
맛있는 거 하나 아끼던 거 하나 뭐든 하나 더 줬다면
If I had given one more of anything — something tasty, something I was saving
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nae gaelleorireul kkwak chaeun ne sajineul
내 갤러리를 꽉 채운 네 사진을
The photos of you that filled up my gallery
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gwichanke jiujin anasseul tende ije waseo mariya
귀찮게 지우진 않았을 텐데 이제 와서 말이야
I wouldn’t have bothered deleting them, now that I think about it
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soljikhage neo eopdago nae haruga manghan geon aninde
솔직하게 너 없다고 내 하루가 망한 건 아닌데
Honestly, it’s not like my day is ruined just because you’re gone
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jeonyeokman doemyeon oneul menyureul mutgon haetdeon
저녁만 되면 오늘 메뉴를 묻곤 했던
You who used to ask about today’s menu every evening
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nega eopseuni immatdo eomne yeoreumimyeon deopdago tteoreojirago
네가 없으니 입맛도 없네 여름이면 덥다고 떨어지라고
Now that you’re gone I have no appetite; in summer you’d say it’s hot and tell me to move away
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gyeourimyeon chupdago buteuradeon jemeotdaeroin naega mwo jotdago
겨울이면 춥다고 붙으라던 제멋대로인 내가 뭐 좋다고
In winter you’d say it’s cold and tell me to cling close — what was so good about selfish me
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da beorijido motal maeumeul jwonneunji
다 버리지도 못할 마음을 줬는지
That you gave me a heart I can’t even throw all away
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nan annyeongiran mari sireojyeosseo sijakdo kkeutdo geu mariya
난 안녕이란 말이 싫어졌어 시작도 끝도 그 말이야
I’ve come to hate the word “annyeong” — both the beginning and the end are that same word
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bareumman gatgo uimineun dareujana
발음만 같고 의미는 다르잖아
The pronunciation is the same but the meaning is different
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maljangnan gateun geuge cham silteorago
말장난 같은 그게 참 싫더라고
That, like a play on words, I really came to hate
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nan annyeongiran mari sireojyeosseo cheosinsaga dallatdeoramyeon
난 안녕이란 말이 싫어졌어 첫인사가 달랐더라면
I’ve come to hate the word “annyeong” — if our first greeting had been different
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uriui kkeutdo dallasseulkka gwaenhi mari joa ‘Good’bye
우리의 끝도 달랐을까 괜히 말이 좋아 ‘Good’bye
Would our ending have been different too? It sounds nice for no reason, ‘Good’bye
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joeun annyeongi eodi isseo ibi jjalbeun naega namgil ge ppeonhadamyeo
좋은 안녕이 어디 있어 입이 짧은 내가 남길 게 뻔하다며
Where is there a good goodbye? Saying I, a picky eater, would surely leave food behind
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han sutgarak gajyeogadeon neonde
한 숟가락 가져가던 넌데
You who used to take a spoonful
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ije gojak geu han ip meogeo jul neo eopdago
이제 고작 그 한 입 먹어 줄 너 없다고
Now that you’re not here to eat even just that one bite for me
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kkuyeokkkuyeok na chehan geot gatae yeoreumimyeon deopdago tteoreojirago
꾸역꾸역 나 체한 것 같애 여름이면 덥다고 떨어지라고
Forcing it down, I feel like I’ve got indigestion; in summer you’d say it’s hot and tell me to move away
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gyeourimyeon chupdago buteuradeon jemeotdaeroin naega mwo jotdago
겨울이면 춥다고 붙으라던 제멋대로인 내가 뭐 좋다고
In winter you’d say it’s cold and tell me to cling close — what was so good about selfish me
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da beorijido motal maeumeul jwonneunji
다 버리지도 못할 마음을 줬는지
That you gave me a heart I can’t even throw all away
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nan annyeongiran mari sireojyeosseo cheosinsaga dallatdeoramyeon
난 안녕이란 말이 싫어졌어 첫인사가 달랐더라면
I’ve come to hate the word “annyeong” — if our first greeting had been different
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uriui kkeutdo dallasseulkka gwaenhi mari joa ‘Good’bye
우리의 끝도 달랐을까 괜히 말이 좋아 ‘Good’bye
Would our ending have been different too? It sounds nice for no reason, ‘Good’bye
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joeun annyeongi eodi isseo nan annyeongiran mari sireojyeosseo
좋은 안녕이 어디 있어 난 안녕이란 말이 싫어졌어
Where is there a good goodbye? I’ve come to hate the word “annyeong”
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sijakdo kkeutdo geu mariya bareumman gatgo uimineun dareujana
시작도 끝도 그 말이야 발음만 같고 의미는 다르잖아
Both the beginning and the end are that same word, the pronunciation is the same but the meaning is different
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maljangnan gateun geuge cham silteorago
말장난 같은 그게 참 싫더라고
That, like a play on words, I really came to hate
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nan annyeongiran mari sireojyeosseo byeolgeotdo anin geu hanmadiro
난 안녕이란 말이 싫어졌어 별것도 아닌 그 한마디로
I’ve come to hate the word “annyeong” — with that one word that’s nothing special
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naeil nun tteumyeon neol mot boneun sasireul mitgo sipjiga ana naeireun
내일 눈 뜨면 널 못 보는 사실을 믿고 싶지가 않아 내일은
I don’t want to believe the fact that I won’t see you when I open my eyes tomorrow; tomorrow
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neutjamina jalkka
늦잠이나 잘까
maybe I’ll just sleep in
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