===Kanji=== 벌써 다섯 잔의 특히 가고픈 곳 없이. 그저 바쁜 듯이 걷지, 한없이. 벌써 지갑을 비웠지. 특히 사고픈 것 없이. 그저 바쁜 듯이, 우리 잠들기는 일러요. 잠시만 더 한잔의 영원도 놓치지 말아요. You and Me and my coffee. 우리 잠들기는 일러요. 잠시만 더 한잔의 기억도 비우지 말아요. You and me. Me and coffee. 따스한 입술이 그리워 한 잔. 술은 몸이 힘들어 잔. 허전한 손에 온기를 위해서 차가운 세 잔. 습관이 된 커피. 시간 속으로 되 걷기. 긴 밤 헤매는 기억이 한 잔 더 채웠지. 다섯 잔의 커피. 기억 속에 밤새 걷지. 검은 향기 속에 memory, 굳은 혀에만 닿고 맘엔 버릇이 된 커피를 컵은 이젠 사진첩처럼 펼치는 기억의 서랍이 되어. 낙엽처럼 떠다니네. 벌써 다섯 잔의 커피. 특히 곳 없이. 그저 바쁜 듯이, 한없이. 우리 잠들기는 일러요. 잠시만 더 부디, 한잔의 영원도 놓치지 You and me. Me and coffee. 잠들기는 일러요. 잠시만 더 기다려봐요. 부디, 기억도 비우지 말아요. You and Me and my coffee. 쉽게 잘 비워. 미련도 없이 잔 치워. 사람과 만남과 삶관 다르게 참 쉬워. 난 그래서 늘 끊지 못해. 손에 잔을 놓지 향은 이미 머리 속에, 이젠 혀 끝이 독해. 매일마다 블랙 한잔과 늘 같은 책. 생각 없이 넘기는 한 장 한 장, 눈 감은 채. 시간을 때워, 나를 버린 나. 매일마다 마시던 커피가, 어제의 달콤함이 오늘따라 쓰디 써. 벌써 지갑을 특히 사고픈 것 없이. 그저 바쁜 듯이, 한없이. 우리 잠들기는 일러요. 더 기다려봐요. 부디, and my coffee. 우리 잠들기는 잠시만 더 기다려봐요. 부디, Me and coffee. 우리 일러요. 잠시만 더 기다려봐요. 부디, ===Romanji=== beolsseo daseos jan-ui teughi gagopeun gos-eobs-i. geujeo bappeun deus-i geodji, han-eobs-i. beolsseo biwossji. teughi sagopeun geos-eobs-i. geujeo bappeun deus-i, han-eobs-i. uli jamdeulgineun illeoyo. jamsiman deo bwayo. budi, hanjan-ui yeong-wondo mal-ayo. na. nalang nae keopi. jamdeulgineun illeoyo. jamsiman deo gidalyeo bwayo. budi, hanjan-ui gieogdo biuji dangsingwa na. nalang nae ttaseuhan geuliwo han jan. sul-eun mom-i himdeul-eo du jan. heojeonhan son-e ongileul wihaeseo chagaun son-e jan. ilsang seubgwan-i doen keopi. sigan sog-eulo geodgi. gin hemaeneun gieog-i apeulkka han jan deo chaewossji. beolsseo daseos keopi. gieog sog-e bamsae geodji. geom-eun hyang-gi sog-e memoli, gud-eun dahgo mam-en eobsji. beoleus-i doen keopileul dam-eun keob-eun ijen sajincheobcheoleom pyeolchineun seolab-idoeeo. nag-yeobcheoleom tteoda beolsseo daseos jan-ui keopi. teughi gagopeun gos-eobs-i. geujeo bappeun deus-i, uli illeoyo. jamsiman deo gidalyeo bwayo. budi, hanjan-ui nohchiji mal-ayo. dangsingwa na. nalang keopi. uli jamdeulgineun illeoyo. deo gidalyeo bwayo. budi, hanjan-ui gieogdo biuji dangsingwa na. nalang keopi. swibge jal biwo. milyeondo-eobs-i jan salamgwa salang, mannamgwa salmgwan daleuge cham swiwo. nan geulaeseo neul kkeunhji moshae. jan-eul nohji moshae. hyang-eun imi meoli sog-e, ijen hyeo kkeut-i doghae. maeilmada masineun beullaeg hanjangwa neul chaeg. saeng-gag-eobs-i neomgineun han jang han jang, nun gam-eun chae. sigan-eul ttaewo, naleul beolin na. maeilmada masideon keopiga, eoje-ui dalkomham-i geuliwo sseudi sseo. beolsseo biwossji. teughi sagopeun geos-eobs-i. geujeo bappeun deus-i, han-eobs-i. uli jamdeulgineun jamsiman deo gidalyeo bwayo. budi, nalang keopi. uli jamdeulgineun illeoyo. deo gidalyeo bwayo. budi, nae keopi. uli jamdeulgineun illeoyo. jamsiman deo bwayo. budi ===Engtrans=== It’s already the fifth cup coffee. With particular destination I walk as if I’m in a hurry, I’ve already emptied out wallet. no special wants, Pretending to be busy, endlessly. It’s too early for us to asleep. Please stay a little longer. Please, don’t miss out the cup of eternity. You and Me and coffee It’s early for us to fall asleep. Stay up a little Please, don’t out the cup of memory You me. Me and my I miss the warm lips, so I drink a cup coffee Alcohol is hard on my body, so drink second cup of coffee To keep my empty hands I drink third cup of coffee Coffee became part a daily routine. through time. Memories of wandering through long night might be painful, so I poured another cup of coffee. already fifth cup of coffee. Walking time. Memory within black aroma, It touches hardened tongue but not my heart. The cup that once held habit, a drawer of memory that unfolds like a photo album, And away like leaves. It’s already the fifth of coffee. With no destination walk as if I’m in a hurry, endlessly. It’s too early us to fall asleep. up a little longer. Please, don’t out the cup of memory and me. and my coffee. It’s too early for us to asleep. up a little longer. Please, don’t empty out the cup of You me. Me and coffee. It’s easily emptied the cup away without regrets. Falling in love, it’s so easy unlike face to face. So that’s I can’t quit it. I can’t let hand off the cup. The aroma is already inside of my head, now I can taste bitter poison at the tip of my tongue. With a cup of black coffee and book I always read. I flip through the book page by page thoughtlessly, with my closed. To kill some time, I abandoned myself. The coffee that I everyday, Is bitter today and I miss the sweetness yesterday.