niga eodie salgeon
naega eodie salgeon
hanchameul dallyeotne
na dasi tto hanchameul dallyeotne
Yeah i’ll be ridin and i’ll be dyin’
In ma city
I don’t know what to say
na jugeodo mal mothae
naege eokman geumeul jugo ttan de sallago? ah no thanks
ilsan. naega jugeodo mudhigopeun got
It’s the city of the flower, city of mon
jip gatdeon lafeseuta tto weseuteondom
eorin sijeol nal kiwonaen hugok hakwonchon uh
sesangeseo gajang johwaroun got uh
jayeongwa dosi, bildinggwa kkot uh
hangangboda hosugongwoni deo joha nan
jagado hwolssin pogeunhi anajundago neol
naega nareul irhneun geot gateul ttae
geu goseseo bitbarae oraedoen nal chatne
Remember neoui naemsae tto everything
You’re my summer, autumn, winter and every spring