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| subject : | [Carrie Underwood]Praying for Time |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
These are the days of the open hand Áö±Ý ½Ã°£Àº ¿¸° ¼ÕÀÇ ³¯µé They will not be the last ¸¶Áö¸·ÀÌ µÇÁø ¾ÊÀ»°Å¾ß Look around now ÁÖº¯À» µÑ·¯ºÁ These are the days of the beggars and the choosers Áö±Ý ½Ã°£Àº °ÅÁö¿Í ¼±ÅÃÇÏ´Â ÀÚµéÀÇ ³¯µé This is the year of the hungry man ¿ÃÇØ´Â °ú°Å¿¡ ÀÚ¸®¸¦ Whose place is in the past µÎ°í ¿Â ¹è°íÇ ÀÌÀÇ ÇØ Hand in hand with ignorance and legitimate excuses ¹«Áö¿Í ÇÕ¹ýÀûÀÎ Çΰè¿Í ¼ÕÀ» Àâ°í The rich declare themselves poor ºÎÀÚµéÀº ÀÚ½ÅÀ» °¡³¹ðÀ̶ó ºÎ¸£°í And most of us are not sure ¿ì¸®µé ´ëºÎºÐÀº ¿ì¸®¿¡°Ô If we have too much but we¡¯ll take our chances ¸¹Àº °ÍÀÌ ÀÖ´ÂÁö È®½Å ¸øÇÏÁö, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±âȸ¸¦ Àâ°Ú¾î ¡®Cause God stopped keeping score ÇÏ´À´ÔÀÌ Á¡¼ö ±â·ÏÀ» ¸ØÃß¼ÌÀ¸´Ï I guess somewhere along the way ¾Æ¹«·¡µµ ¿©±â±îÁö ¿À´Â µµÁß¿¡ He must have let us all out to play ±×ºÐÀÌ ¿ì¸®¸¦ ¸¾´ë·Î Ç®¾î³õ°í And turned his back µîÀ» µ¹¸®½Å °Å °°¾Æ And all God¡¯s children ±×¸®°í ¸ðµç ÇÏ´À´ÔÀÇ ¾ÆÀ̵éÀº Crept out the back door µÞ¹®À¸·Î ±â¾î³ª¿ÔÁö And its hard to love »ç¶ûÇϱâ´Â ¾î·Æ°í Theres so much to hate ¹Ì¿öÇÒ °ÍÀº Âü ¸¹¾Æ Hanging onto hope Èñ¸Á¿¡ ¸Å´Þ¸®Áö¸¸ When there is no hope to speak of ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾ê±âÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â Èñ¸ÁÀº ¾ø°í And the wounded skies above Àú À§ÀÇ »óóÀÔÀº ÇÏ´ÃÀº Say its much too late ³Ê¹« ´Ê¾ú´Ù°í ¸»ÇÏ³× Oh maybe we should all be praying for time ¿À ¾î¼¸é ±×³É Àá½Ãµ¿¾È ±âµµ¸¦ ÇØ¾ßÇÒ±î This is the year of the empty hand ¿ÃÇØ´Â ºó ¼ÕÀÇ ÇØ Oh you hold onto what you can ¿À ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ» ºÙÀâ¾Æ And charity is a coat you wear twice a year µ¿Á¤Àº ³×°¡ 1³â¿¡ µÎ ¹ø ¾¿ ÀÔ´Â ÄÚÆ® These are the days of the guilty man Áö±Ý ½Ã°£µéÀº ÁËÀÎÀÇ ³¯µé The television takes a stand ÅÚ·¹ºñÀüÀÌ °´Ü À§·Î ¿Ã¶ó¿Í And you find that what was over there ³Ê´Â ÀúÂÊ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀÌ ¿©±â·Î ¿ÔÀ½À» Is over here ¾Ë°Ô µÇÁö So you scream from behind your door ±×·¡¼ ³Í ¹® µÚ¿¡¼ ºñ¸íÀ» Áú·¯ Say whats mine is mine and not yours ³» °ÍÀº ³» °ÍÀÌÁö ³× °ÍÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó°í I may have too much ³»°Õ ³Ê¹« ¸¹Àº °ÍÀÌ ÀÖÀ»Áö ¸ô¶ó But I¡¯ll take my chances cause God stopped keeping score ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±âȸ¸¦ Àâ°Ú¾î, ÇÏ´À´ÔÀº Á¡¼ö ±â·ÏÀ» ±×¸¸µÎ¼ÌÀ¸´Ï±î And you¡¯ll cling to the things they sold you ±×¸®°í ³Í ±×µéÀÌ ³Ê¿¡°Ô ÆÈ¾Æ³Ñ±ä °Íµé¿¡ ¸Å´Þ¸®°ÚÁö Did you cover your eyes when they told you ±×ºÐÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Ã ¼ö ¾ø´Ù°í ±×µéÀÌ ¸»ÇßÀ» ¶§ That he cant come back ³Ê´Â ´«À» °¡·È´ÂÁö ¡®Cause he has no children to come back for ±×ºÐ¿¡°Õ ´Ù½Ã ¸¸³ª·¯ °¡¾ßÇÒ ¾ÆÀ̰¡ ¾øÀ¸´Ï±î And its hard to love when theres so much to hate ¹Ì¿öÇÒ °ÍÀÌ Âü ¸¹Àºµ¥ »ç¶ûÇϱâ´Â ¾î·ÆÁö And hanging onto hope Èñ¸Á¿¡ ¸Å´Þ¸®Áö¸¸ When there is no hope to speak of ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾ê±âÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â Èñ¸ÁÀº ¾ø°í And the wounded skies above Àú À§ÀÇ »óóÀÔÀº ÇÏ´ÃÀº Say its much, much too late ³Ê¹« ´Ê¾ú´Ù°í ¸»ÇÏ³× Mm, well maybe we should all be praying for time ¿À ¾î¼¸é ±×³É Àá½Ãµ¿¾È ±âµµ¸¦ ÇØ¾ßÇÒ±î |
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