🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: 시간과 낙엽- Siganwa Nagyeob- Time And Fallen Leaves - Akdong Musician

 Hangul:
 맨발로 기억을 
 떨어지는 낙엽에
 그간 잊지 못한  보낸다
 
 맨발로  거닐다
  물든 하늘에
 그간 함께  사람들을 올린다
 
  물 흐르듯이 흘러가고
  추억이란 댐을 놓아
 미처 잡지  기억이 있어
  수평선 너머를 보는 이유
 
  기억을 거닐다
  기억을 거닐다)
 날  단풍에
  걸 내어주고 살포시 기대본다
 
 맨발로 기억을 
  기억을 거닐다)
  익은 가을내에
 허기진 맘을  곤히 잠이 든다
 
  꽃과 나무 시들어지고
 깊게 묻혀 꺼내지 못할 
  곳에 잠들어 버린
 그대로가 아름다운 
 
 슬프다 슬프다
 
 맨발로 기억을 
 노란 은행나무에
 숨은  옛날 추억을 불러본다
 
 맨발로  거닐다
 불어오는 바람에
 가슴으로  눈을 꼭 안아본다
 
 Romanized:
 Maenballo gieogeul 
 Tteoreojineun nagyeobe
  itji motan saramdeureul bonaenda
 
  gieogeul geonilda
 Burkge  haneure
 Geugan hamkke motan  ollinda
 
  mul heureudeusi heulleogago
 Nan chueogiran  noha
 Micheo japji motan  isseo
 Oneuldo supyeongseon  boneun iyu
 
 Maenballo gieogeul 
  aessaneun danpunge
 Modeun  naeeojugo salposi gidaebonda
 
 Maenballo gieogeul 
  igeun gaeullaee
 Heogijin mameul butjapgo gonhi  deunda
 
  kkotgwa namu sideureojigo
 Gipge mutyeo kkeonaeji motal 
 Geu gose jamdeureo 
 Geudaeroga areumdaun 
 
 Seulpeuda seulpeuda
 
 Maenballo  geonilda
 Noran eunhaengnamue
  naui yetnal chueogeul bulleobonda
 
 Maenballo gieogeul 
 Bureooneun barame
 Gaseumeuro  nuneul kkok anabonda
 
 English translation:
 I’m walking barefoot through the 
 With the  leaves
 I’m letting go of the people I haven’t been  to forget
 
 I’m  barefoot through the memories
 To  red-stained sky
 I’m raising up the people who I haven’t been able to be 
 
  passes like water flows
 I’m building a dam  memories
  are memories that I couldn’t hold onto
 It’s the reason why I look beyond the horizon again 
 
 I’m walking barefoot  the memories
 The colored leaves that embrace 
  giving my all as I softly lean on them
 
 I’m walking  through the memories
  the fully ripe scent of autumn
 I  onto my hungry heart and fall fast asleep
 
 The flowers and trees of my heart are 
 The memories are buried too deep,  can’t take them out
 It is beautiful that they are  in that place
 Just the way they 
 
 It’s  it’s sad
 
 I’m  barefoot through the memories
 In the yellow ginkgo 
 I call out to the old memories that  hiding
 
  walking barefoot through the memories
 With the blowing 
 I hold tight to the eyes that are closed  my heart