가지 말라는데 가고 싶은 길이 있다.

만나지 말자면서 만나고 싶은 사람이 있다.

하지 말라면 더욱 해보고 싶은 일이 있다.

그것이 인생이고 그리움,

바로 너다.

I’m being told not to go, but there’s a road I wish to take.

While being told not to meet, there’s someone I wish to meet.

If you tell me not to, it makes me want to do it even more.

That’s life and longing.

It’s you.

Out of my skin, out of my body,
Of all of my doubts.
Take it all,
Leave nothing behind.

You make it more than I ever have felt.
You hypnotize me always.

She’s not sweet persimmons, nor sour lemons.

She’s not red, nor she’s blue.

She’s not day, or night.

She’s perfectly misaligned.
And I’m trapped in her design.
That perfectly connects to mine.

지붕이랑
길이랑 밭이랑
추워한다고
덮어 주는 이불인가 봐

그러기에
추운 겨울에만 나리지

on the rooftops,
on the paths, on the farms.
Perhaps it is a blanket
that keeps us from the cold.

That’s why
it falls only in the chill of the winter.