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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Danny Elfman]Jack's Lament |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best ³»°¡ ÃÖ°í¶ó´Â °ÍÀ» ºÎÀÎÇÒ »ç¶÷Àº ¸¹Áö ¾Ê¾Æ For my talents are renowned far and wide ³ªÀÇ Àç´ÉÀº ¿ö³« ³Î¸® ¾Ë·ÁÁ®ÀÖÀ¸´Ï±î When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night ´Þ¹ã¿¡ »ç¶÷µéÀ» ³î·¡Å°´Â °Í¿¡ °üÇØ¼± I excel without ever even trying ³ë·Â ¾ÈÇØµµ ´©±¸º¸´Ùµµ ¶Ù¾î³ªÁö With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms À¯·É °°Àº ¸Å·Â¿¡ ¾à°£¸¸ ³ë·ÂÀ» Çϸé I have seen grown men give out a shriek ¾î¸¥ÀÌ¶óµµ ºñ¸íÀ» Áö¸£°í ¸¸´Ù³× With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan ¼ÕÀ» Èçµé¸é¼ Àû´çÈ÷ ½ÅÀ½¼Ò¸®¸¦ ³»¸é I have swept the very bravest off their feet ¿ë°¨ÇÑ ÀÌ¶óµµ ´Ù¸®¸¦ ¶³°í ¸¸´Ù³× Yet year after year, it's the same routine ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¸î ³âÀÌ Èê·¯µµ, ¶È°°¾Æ And I grow so weary of the sound of screams ºñ¸í¼Ò¸®´Â ÀÌÁ¦ Áö°Ü¿öÁ³¾î And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King ±×¸®°í ³ª, Jack, the Pumpkin KingÀº Have grown so tired of the same old thing ±×·± ¶È°°Àº °Íµé¿¡ ½ÈÁõÀÌ ³ª¹ö·È¾î Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones ¿À, ÀÌ »Àµé ±í¼÷È÷ ¾îµò°¡¿¡ An emptiness began to grow ÅÖºó °ø°£ÀÌ ÀÚ¶ó±â ½ÃÀÛÇß¾î There's something out there, far from my home Àú±â ¹Û¿¡ ¹«¾ð°¡°¡, ³» Áý¿¡¼ ¸Ö¸® ¶³¾îÁø °÷¿¡ A longing that I've never known ÇÑ ¹øµµ ¾ËÁö ¸øÇß´ø ±×¸®¿òÀÌ ÀÖ¾î I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light ³ª´Â °øÆ÷ÀÇ ÁÖÀÎÀÌÀÚ ºûÀÇ ¾Ç¸¶ And I'll scare you right out of your pants ¹ÙÁö¸¦ ¹þ°í ´Þ¾Æ³¯ Á¤µµ·Î °ÌÀ» ÁÙ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky ÄËÅÍŰ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â »ç³»¿¡°Ô ³ª´Â ºÒ¿îÀÇ »ç³» And I'm known throughout England and France ¿µ±¹°ú ÇÁ¶û½º¿¡µµ ³» À̸§Àº ¾Ë·ÁÁ®ÀÖÁö And since I am dead, I can take off my head ±×¸®°í ³»°¡ Á×¾úÀ¸´Ï, ¸Ó¸®¸¦ »©¾îµé°í To recite Shakespearean quotations ¼ÎÀͽºÇÇ¾î °°Àº ¸»À» ÇÒ¼öµµ ÀÖÁö No animal nor man can scream like I can ¾î¶² µ¿¹°µµ »ç¶÷µµ ³ªÃ³·³ ¼Ò¸± Áö¸£Áö ¸øÇÏ³× With the fury of my recitations ºÐ³ë°¡ ¼¯ÀÎ ¼Ò¸®¸¦ But who here would ever understand ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´©°¡ ÀÌÇØÇϰڴ°¡ That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin ÇØ°ñ °°Àº ¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ¶è ÀÌ Pumpkin KingÀÌ Would tire of his crown, if they only understood ±×ÀÇ ¿Õ°üÀÌ ½È¾îÁú °ÍÀ», »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ÀÌÇØ¸¸ ÇÑ´Ù¸é He'd give it all up if he only could °¡´ÉÇÏ´Ù¸é ¸ðµç°É Æ÷±âÇÒÅÙµ¥ Oh, there's an empty place in my bones ¿À, ³» »À »çÀÌ¿¡ ÅÖºó °ø°£ÀÌ »ý°å¾î That calls out for something unknown ¹ºÁö ¸ð¸£Áö¸¸ ¹º°¡¸¦ ºÎ¸£°í ÀÖÁö The fame and praise come year after year À¯¸í¼¼¿Í Âù»ç´Â ¸ÅÇØ ³»°Ô ¿ÀÁö¸¸ Does nothing for these empty tears ÀÌ ´«¹°¿£ ¾î¶² °Íµµ ÇÏÁö ¸øÇÑ´Ù³× |
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