Tuesday, December 19, 2017

[enter-talk] IDOLS LYRICS WHO FELT LIKE A BLOW ON YOUR HEAD

(T/N: we do not own these translations)



RM – Always (2017)
One morning, I opened my eyes
And wished I was dead
I want someone to kill me
In this loud silence
I live to understand the world
But the world has never understood me, why
No, that half is missing
It’s trying to hurt me
I miss me miss me baby
I miss me miss me baby
I wish me I wish me baby
Wish I could choose me
 
Why is it that I’m being so earnest
Yet it’s not working out
Always
Always
Always
Always
Always (I lost my all ways)
Always (I lost my all ways)
Always (I lost my all ways)
Always (I lost my all ways)
 
If I ever meet God, I would tell him this
That life is coffee that I never ordered
I would grab him by the collar and tell him
Death is an americano you can’t refill
Are you sure that you’re alive
Then, let’s prove it somehow
When I exhale, I see my breath
On the window, there’s condensation
You are dead
You are dad, but you are dead
Dead dad you don’t listen to me
Dad please listen to me
 
Why is it that I’m being so earnest
Yet it’s not working out
Always
Always
Always
Always
Always (I lost my all ways)
Always (I lost my all ways)
Always (I lost my all ways)
Always (I lost my all ways)
 


IU – Glasses (2015)
Beyond the smiling expression
I cannot see through the truth
I'm fine just along with you
Even if someone wrote me a hint
I cannot read it because it's written too small
I can only start digging little by little
 
Still, I do not want to wear glasses
Even if I open my eyes the entire day
I'm busy looking at all the things
That is so clear to see
 
I'm already tired from everything
I do not need to see every small, black thought
I'm already tired from everything
I do not need to read all the fine print
 
I do not want to wield a sword to find
The things you worked so hard to hide
I'm fine just getting fooled by you
 
Is there something behind the rainbow
It's too far, I cannot see it
I can only imagine marvelous things
 
Still, I do not want to wear glasses
Get tricked and deceived, but I still trust
I'm busy imagining and being disappointed
 
I'm already tired from everything
I do not care to see your flaws
I'm already tired from everything
I'm not going to wear heavy glasses
 
I'm already tired from everything
I do not want to see too far
I'm already tired from everything
I'm not going to wear square glasses




Zico – Battle Royal (2012)
My eyes open before the day breaks
Stuff in chicken breasts, lettuce into my mouth
Dash out to Han River, run a marathon
Anemia value rises, feeling sharp pains
 
Can’t finish, time to be exempt, pushup several times
I can just eat at an unwelcomed place then throw up
I tighten my belt, Fuck I gained a bit
Mr. Representative wants it, a body like a cola bottle
 
There are no allies, they say colleagues will soon be enemies
Blood-like sweat became horrific traces
When I can’t bear the practice room, I go to the bathroom
I secretly sob, taking care of it as quickly as possible
 
First priority is appearance
Eventually a wholesome face goes under the knife
A systematic production of human weapons
music bull shit? they wanna be a Famous. aight?
 
Because I said let’s become a star, I’m on the verge of insanity
I become a prey on my own, stirring my spoon
Battle royal, a profession where I must survive
If you waver you’re disqualified, move it just begun
 
Murderous looks keeping each other in check
When I turned around after running for a long time
I had lost my innocence and became a villain
No one will forgive me
 
I will survive as I live
I must survive until the end
 
The sound of shouting fills the hall
The hand gesture that forces more stimulation
A layer is taken off, fully gesturing erotically
Even though it looks beautiful, the inside is mangled from rotting
 
I successfully endured with a sober mind
One person pours tears, saying it’s now too much
This reality tangled with lies and impossible insistence
I’m scared to face it
 
Brightly colored balloons, plank card slogans
Take those out then everything else is criticism or resentment
No one knows, the saint becomes the right path
A chance to talk without being cursed at is given
 
Parents who boast about their precious daughter
The dust that enters their mind, their eyes
Engulfed in the feeling of betrayal, they shake their heads
Did they achieve their dream or lose their dream
 
Murderous looks keeping each other in check
When I turned around after running for a long time
I had lost my innocence and became a villain
No one will forgive me
 
I will survive as I live
I must survive until the end




Suga – The Last (2016)
On the other side of the famous idol rapper
Stands my weak self, it’s quite dangerous
Depression, OCD, they keep coming back again from time to time
Hell no perhaps that might be my true self
 
damn huh feeling estranged in reality
The conflict with ideal, my head hurts
Around the age of 18, socio-phobia developed in me
Right, that was when my mind was gradually polluted
 
At times I’m scared of myself too,
Self hated and thanks to the depression that takes over me
Min Yoongi is dead already (I’m dead)
Comparing my dead passion with others, it’s now a part of my daily life
 
On the first visit to psychiatric ward, my parents came up with me
We listened to the consultation together, my parents said they don’t truly understand me
I don’t understand myself well either, then who would understand?
Friend? Or you? Nobody knows me well
 
The doctor asks me
I answered without any hesitation that I have done
 
Habitual saying uh I don’t give a shit I don’t give a fuck
All those words uh those words are said to hide my weak self
Those days I wish I could erase
Right, that performance day which I don’t remember very well
The day I confronted myself when I hid inside the toilet because I was scared of people
 
That time I, that time I
I thought success will make everything fine
But you see, but you see
As time goes by, I feel like I’m turning into a monster
 
I’ve exchanged my youth for success, and that monster demands for more wealth
At times it puts a collar on my neck to ruin and swallow me with greed
Some try to shut my mouth and say I should swallow both good and evil
I don’t want it they want me to leave this hill
 
shit shit I got it so stop it
I’m the root of all this so I’ll stop myself
If my misfortune is your happiness, I’ll happily stay unfortunate
If I’m the figure of hate, I’ll get on the guillotine
 
The things I’ve imaged about turns into reality
My childhood dreams are in front of my eyes
The night when I performed in front of 2 audience
Now Tokyo Dome is right in front my nose
My one and only life, I can easily live it passionately than any other
my fan my hommie my fam I hope you don’t worry because I’m really okay now damn
 
I’ve denied my nature many times
My address is idol and I won’t deny
The anguish that dug into my mind countless times
There’s no answer at the end of wandering
 
My pride which I thought I had given away has turned into self-respect
My fans, keep your head high with pride because who can do it like me uh
 
Seiko, Rolex, AX (hall) and Gymnastic (stadium)
The heads of thousands nodding to my hand gesture
Show me the money, it’s not that I couldn’t but I didn’t shit
Selling ourselves or not, you all say we couldn’t do it but we didn’t shit
The root of my creativity has tasted the sweet, bitter and shit of this world
Those days when I laid down to sleep on the toilet floor, it’s all memories now uh they’re now memories
My shoulder which shattered thanks to the accident I met during my part time job
The debut which I clung as if it was my life
Who do you think your fool by pretending you’ve gone through all the miseries
 
Seiko, Rolex, AX (hall) and Gymnastic (stadium)
The heads of thousands nodding to my hand gesture
Sorrow created me uh look at me closely uh
Selling ourselves or not you all say we couldn’t do it but we didn’t shit



Jung Ilhoon – If I Die Tomorrow (it’s a cover/mixtape from Beenzino’s If I dietomorrow)
If tonight is like a sail that is given to me
What should do I with this?
 
My dreams that have settled on top of my crushed pride are like a ladybug
In a quiet Cheongdamdong villa, seven breaths filled up one room
The scars hidden under the glamour, sometimes we had to eat ramen to get by
Pretty girl group members’ legs are filled with scars, wounds, bruises and traces of practicing
We’re at the age to eat but we lose weight instead, 20 kgs difference from other friends
The scars hidden by the glamour wraps around me, like a ladybug in front of an enemy
 
If I die tomorrow, I will say what I want to say now
 
If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow
The built up rhythm in my hungry heart
If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow
The staggering rhythm that you can faintly see
 
There are raps that I forcefully made because I was pushed
It’s not wrong but I don’t think it’s right either
Looking back in life, I see things that I never imagined about myself
I see it, yeah I see it
Seeing myself treating my parents well
It’s a me that I’m not used to seeing
I wondered if I was able to do it
I used to say that nothing’s impossible
It’s like wanting to have kids
But not knowing if I’d be a good dad
 
What I can’t understand
Is how I used to want to be an adult so bad
But that little boy suddenly grew up
And now I want to be that little boy again
 
If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow
The built up rhythm in my hungry heart
If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow If I die tomorrow
The staggering rhythm that you can faintly see
 
As my eyes that look at the night sky for the last time
I tell myself that the self-torture will end tomorrow morning
I pray for the last time, to send me to heaven
Because this world was too much to be alive in
My dad would hear about me while he is working
My mom would try to wake me up from eternal sleep
 
Don’t cry mom and pa
I’ll see you in the next world
If I were to be born again, I’d be your child again
I’m gonna leave first, my loving sister
Also goodbye to the two that wait for me like my children
Even when I lay everything down, my heart is still heavy
I always in your minds
So don’t forget
 
I always in your minds
I always in your minds
I always in your minds
I always in your minds
Never forget
 
If I die tomorrow
Never forget
If I die tomorrow
Though it’s not a dream
If I die tomorrow
Never forget
If I die tomorrow
Though I leave now
 
If I die tomorrow
If I die tomorrow
If I die tomorrow
The built up rhythm in my hungry heart
 
If I die tomorrow
If I die tomorrow
If I die tomorrow
The staggering rhythm that you can faintly see




Dongwoo’s self-written rap at his concert (2016/2/20~21)
“A job with many words (T/N: where a lot of words are used)
Grabbing the mic, I’m a singer
Each person has different standards
I thought that people would look at me and say
‘he’s kind’,  ‘he’s strong’.
But it’s over, I failed.
Wounds from the words thrown at me without thought,
I only laughed it off and swallowed them”
 
Yesterday really made me reflect on the profession of a celebrity
You can sympathize with these lyrics on the surface but
They are much more dimensional and there is so much more meaning behind them

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original post: here


ㅋ |2017.12.19 22:07 신고하기
It’s seriously sad ㅠㅜㅜㅜ I seriously don’t know how the Bangtan kids still say that they are happy now. Haters, can you guys cut it downㅋㅋ writing hateful comments behind your anonymous disguiseㅋㅋㅋ
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ㅇㅇ |2017.12.19 22:03 신고하기
Kids, before you write anything, please think a bit about it… the things you guys write without thinking much could end up killing someone
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ㅇㅇ |2017.12.19 22:30 신고하기
Seriously, Suga’s mixtape ‘The Last’… for real, when I heard that, I couldn’t do anything for a while. Zico’s one is so heart breaking too. The more they rapped, the more things got uncovered. Seriously, I think that there’s no end to an idol’s suffering
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ㅇㅇ |2017.12.19 23:27 신고하기
This too…
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“Right, I’m living because I can’t die
There’s nothing I want to do
I’m in so much pain and I feel so lonely
But people around me only tell me to get back to my senses
I try to vent my anger it only got to me, what is there to vent? (T/N: rather than a rhetorical question, he’s asking more in a “what’s the point of venting my anger” way)
I’m scared to wake up and breathe every morning
 
My friends and family are drifting away
The more time goes by, the more anxious I get
I feel like I’m all by myself, I’m all by myself
I wish that everything disappears now like a mirage
I wish it all disappears
I wish that my damn self disappears
Like that, the world threw me away. I’m getting further from the skies, I fell”
ㅇㅇ |2017.12.19 22:24 신고하기
Please don’t write any hateful comments. Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi wrote in their lyrics that they wanted to die. Their words are just like what happened. It’s so scary and painful
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ㅇㅇ |2017.12.19 22:31 신고하기
In Jonghyun-nim’s will, he wrote ‘the words “I will end this” are easy to say, but to actually put an end is hard.” Right, ending it is hard. There are a lot of people who think about suicide but they are still living, this is the reason why. It’s for sure that there are a lot of idols who think like that too. Please, we are all together in this cruel world. Let’s not cause others to think that they “want to end it”. Especially you keyboard warriors. Please stop
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