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Description
Lyricist: SIU
Composer: SIU
Composer: O
Composer: Jeon Hong Jun
Arranger: SIU
Arranger: Jeon Hong Jun
Lyrics and translation
Original
누구보다 -서툴렀지만 누구보다 진심이었던.
-그 시절의 내 마음을 사랑이라 부를게.
수많은 계절이 지나 이젠 -어른이 되었지만.
-너의 이름 세 글자 앞엔 다시 또 어린아이 같은 맘이야.
-You know what? 유독 빛이 고 힘든 날이면.
-날 꺼내 펼쳐 미소 짓던 내 마음을.
나의 첫사랑에게 꼭 전하고 싶은 말.
문득 꺼내보는 -추억의 책장.
-가장 예뻤던 한 권. 소복히 먼지가 쌓여도. 한 장 한 장 너라서.
펼칠 때면 뭉클해. 우린 참 예뻤더라.
To my first love.
-빛바랜 한 장면만으로도 행복해질 수 있다는 게.
-첫사랑이란 단어 앞엔 그 시절 반짝였던 맘이야.
-You know what? 아직까지도 울적한 날엔.
-날 꺼내 펼쳐 미소 짓는데 -마음에.
-나의 첫사랑에게 꼭 -전하고 싶은 말. 문득 꺼내보는 추억의 책장.
-가장 예뻤던 한 권. 소복히 먼지가 쌓여도.
한 장 한 장 너라서. 펼칠 때면 뭉클해.
우린 참 예뻤더라.
기억해 -내 안에 새겨진 너란 순간은.
-잊지 못할 행운인 걸.
넌 누군가의 첫사랑이자 행복이었음을.
나의 첫사랑에게 꼭 전하고 싶은 말.
문득 꺼내보는 -추억의 책장. -가장 소중한 한 권.
소복히 먼지가 쌓여도. 한 장 한 장 너라서. 펼칠 때면 뭉클해.
우린 참 예뻤더라.
To my first love.
English translation
More than anyone else - He was clumsy, but more sincere than anyone else.
-I will call my feelings from those days love.
Many seasons have passed and now I have become an adult.
-Before the three letters of your name, I feel like a child again.
-You know what? If it's a particularly bright and difficult day.
-My heart that took me out and smiled.
Something I really want to say to my first love.
Suddenly I take it out - a bookshelf of memories.
-The most beautiful book. Even if dust piles up. Because it’s you, one by one.
It's touching when I unfold it. We were so pretty.
To my first love.
-You can become happy with just one faded scene.
-Before the word ‘first love’ is the heart that sparkled back then.
-You know what? On days when I'm still depressed.
-He takes me out, unfolds me and smiles -In my heart.
-What I really want to say to my first love. A bookshelf of memories that I suddenly take out.
-The most beautiful book. Even if dust piles up.
Because it’s you, one by one. It's touching when I unfold it.
We were so pretty.
Remember - the moment of you engraved in me.
-It's an unforgettable piece of luck.
You were someone’s first love and happiness.
Something I really want to say to my first love.
Suddenly I take it out - a bookshelf of memories. -The most precious book.
Even if dust piles up. Because it’s you, one by one. It's touching when I unfold it.
We were so pretty.
To my first love.