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๐Ÿ‘‘์–ด๋ฆฐ์™•์ž EP 5 ๐ŸŒนใ€ŠTHE ROSE STILL WAITSใ€‹

๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท ๊ณก์„ค๋ช… ๐ŸŒน EP 5 ใ€ŠTHE ROSE STILL WAITS : ์žฅ๋ฏธ๋Š” ์•„์ง ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹คใ€‹ ์–ด๋ฆฐ์™•์ž๊ฐ€ ์ž์‹ ์˜ ๋ณ„๋กœ ๋Œ์•„๊ฐ„ ๋’ค, 94๋…„์˜ ์‹œ๊ฐ„์ด ํ˜๋ €๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฐ€์ •์—์„œ ์‹œ์ž‘๋˜๋Š” ๊ณก์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๋Š™์€ ์–ด๋ฆฐ์™•์ž๋Š” ๋จผ ์šฐ์ฃผ์—์„œ ์ง€๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋ด…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์ธ๊ฐ„์€ ๋‹ฌ์— ๋‹ฟ๊ณ , ์„œ๋กœ ์—ฐ๊ฒฐ๋œ ์„ธ์ƒ์„ ๋งŒ๋“ค์—ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ์™ธ๋กœ์›Œํ•˜๊ณ  ์ƒ์ฒ˜ ์ž…์œผ๋ฉฐ ์‚ด์•„๊ฐ‘๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‚˜ ๊ทธ๋Š” ๊นจ๋‹ซ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์„ธ์ƒ์€ ๊ฑฐ๋Œ€ํ•œ ์˜์›… ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ, ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€์˜ ์ž‘์€ ๋‹ค์ •ํ•จ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์•„์ง ๋ฌด๋„ˆ์ง€์ง€ ์•Š์•˜๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์„. ์žฅ๋ฏธ ์—ญ์‹œ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๊ทธ ๋ณ„์—์„œ ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์žˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์‹œ๊ฐ„์กฐ์ฐจ ์‚ฌ๋ผ์ง€๊ฒŒ ๋งŒ๋“ค์ง€ ๋ชปํ•œ ๋งˆ์Œ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ์š”. ์ด ๊ณก์€ ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰๊นŒ์ง€ ํญ๋ฐœํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์ˆจ๊ฒฐ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ์กฐ์šฉํžˆ ํ๋ฅด๋ฉฐ, ์šฐ์ฃผ ๋์—์„œ ๋“ค๋ ค์˜ค๋Š” ์˜ค๋ž˜๋œ ๋™ํ™” ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฐ์ •์„ ์œ ์ง€ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒน โ€” Motif : Antoine de Saint-Exupรฉry ใ€ŠLe Petit Princeใ€‹ -------------- ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ English ๐ŸŒน EP 5 ใ€ŠTHE ROSE STILL WAITSใ€‹ This song begins with a simple question: What if the Little Prince survived, and ninety-four years passed after he returned to his star? Now old and quiet, he watches Earth from afar. Humanity learned how to touch the moon and build glowing worlds of connection, yet people still live with loneliness, fear, and sorrow. But after all those years, he realizes something important. The world does not survive because of great heroes. It survives because small kindnesses still exist between ordinary people. And the Roseโ€ฆ still waits for him beneath the stars. This song never explodes emotionally. It remains soft until the very end, like an ancient fairy tale drifting quietly across the universe. ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒน โ€” Motif : Antoine de Saint-Exupรฉry ใ€ŠLe Petit Princeใ€‹ ------------------ ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต ๆ—ฅๆœฌ่ชž ๐ŸŒน EP 5 ใ€ŠTHE ROSE STILL WAITS : ่–”่–‡ใฏใพใ ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‹ ใ“ใฎๆ›ฒใฏใ€ ๆ˜ŸใธๅธฐใฃใŸใ€Œๆ˜Ÿใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใ•ใพใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ 94ๅนดๅพŒใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆๆใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็‰ฉ่ชžใงใ™ใ€‚ ๅนด่€ใ„ใŸ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใ€้ ใ„ๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅœฐ็ƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ไบบ้กžใฏๆœˆใธๅฑŠใใ€ๅทจๅคงใชๆ–‡ๆ˜Žใ‚’็ฏ‰ใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไบบใ€…ใฏใ€ๅญค็‹ฌใ‚„ๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—็Ž‹ๅญใฏๆฐ—ใฅใใพใ™ใ€‚ ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ ๅ‰ๅคงใช่‹ฑ้›„ใงใฏใชใใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅฐใ•ใชๅ„ชใ—ใ•ใชใฎใ ใจใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ่–”่–‡ใ‚‚ใพใŸใ€ ไปŠใชใŠๆ˜ŸใฎไธŠใงๅฝผใ‚’ๅพ…ใก็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ›ฒใฏๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงๅคงใใ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใฎๆžœใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ ๅคใ„็ซฅ่ฉฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้™ใ‹ใซๆตใ‚Œ็ถšใ‘ใพใ™ใ€‚ ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒน โ€” Motif : Antoine de Saint-Exupรฉry ใ€ŠLe Petit Princeใ€‹ ======================= Ninety-four winters (์•„ํ”๋„ค ๋ฒˆ์˜ ๊ฒจ์šธ์ด) have crossed my little star (๋‚˜์˜ ์ž‘์€ ๋ณ„์„ ์ง€๋‚˜๊ฐ”์–ด) Dust on the old volcanoes (์˜ค๋ž˜๋œ ํ™”์‚ฐ๋“ค ์œ„์—” ๋จผ์ง€๊ฐ€ ์Œ“์˜€๊ณ ) Silence inside my heart (๋‚ด ๋งˆ์Œ์—” ์นจ๋ฌต๋งŒ ๋‚จ์•˜์–ด) I watched your fragile planet (๋‚˜๋Š” ๋„ˆํฌ์˜ ์—ฐ์•ฝํ•œ ํ–‰์„ฑ์„ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋ณด์•˜์–ด) through every age of light (๋น›์˜ ์‹œ๋Œ€๋“ค์„ ์ง€๋‚˜๋ฉฐ) Cities learned to touch the moon (๋„์‹œ๋“ค์€ ๋‹ฌ์— ๋‹ฟ๋Š” ๋ฒ•์„ ๋ฐฐ์› ์ง€๋งŒ) but still cried every night (์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๋งค์ผ ๋ฐค ์šธ๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด) I saw the children growing (๋‚˜๋Š” ์•„์ด๋“ค์ด ์ž๋ผ๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์„ ๋ณด์•˜์–ด) inside electric skies (์ „๊ธฐ๋กœ ๋น›๋‚˜๋Š” ํ•˜๋Š˜ ์•„๋ž˜์—์„œ) Talking through glowing windows (๋น›๋‚˜๋Š” ์ฐฝ๋ฌธ ๋„ˆ๋จธ๋กœ ๋Œ€ํ™”ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ๋„) with lonely sleepless eyes (์™ธ๋กญ๊ณ  ์ž ๋“ค์ง€ ๋ชปํ•œ ๋ˆˆ๋น›์œผ๋กœ) I heard the wars of anger (๋ถ„๋…ธ์˜ ์ „์Ÿ๋“ค๋„ ๋“ค์—ˆ์–ด) the algorithms sing (์•Œ๊ณ ๋ฆฌ์ฆ˜์ด ๋…ธ๋ž˜ํ•˜๋Š” ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋„) But somewhere in the darkness (ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์–ด๋‘  ์–ด๋”˜๊ฐ€์—์„œ๋Š”) someone still noticed everything (๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋Š” ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๋ชจ๋“  ๊ฒƒ์„ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋ณด๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด) A hand upon a shoulder (์–ด๊นจ ์œ„์— ์˜ฌ๋ ค์ง„ ํ•œ ์†) A voice saying โ€œAre you okay?โ€ (โ€œ๊ดœ์ฐฎ์•„?โ€๋ผ๊ณ  ๋ฌป๋Š” ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ) Tiny lights inside the humans (์ธ๊ฐ„๋“ค ์•ˆ์˜ ์ž‘์€ ๋น›๋“ค์€) refusing to fade away (๋๋‚ด ์‚ฌ๋ผ์ง€์ง€ ์•Š์œผ๋ ค ํ–ˆ์–ด) ๋‚˜๋Š”... (I...) ์•„์ง ์žฅ๋ฏธ ๊ณ์— ๋‚จ์•„ (still remained beside the rose) ๋ณ„๋“ค ์‚ฌ์ด๋ฅผ ๊ฑท๋Š” (listening to your footsteps) ๋„ˆ์˜ ๋ฐœ์ž๊ตญ์„ ๋“ค์—ˆ์–ด (across the stars) ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋„ˆ๋Š”... (And you...) ์„ธ์ƒ์˜ ์Šฌํ””์„ ๋ชจ๋‘ ์•ˆ์€ ์ฑ„ (carried all the sadness of the world) ๋ถ€์„œ์ง„ ์ž‘์€ ๋“ฑ๋ถˆ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ (like broken little lanterns) ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์„ ํ’ˆ๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ์ง€ (inside your arms) I thought the world had changed too much (์„ธ์ƒ์€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋งŽ์ด ๋ณ€ํ•ด๋ฒ„๋ ธ๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ–ˆ์–ด) for hearts to stay alive (๋งˆ์Œ์ด ์‚ด์•„๋‚จ๊ธฐ์—”) ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์„ธ์ƒ์€ ์–ธ์ œ๋‚˜ (But the world always) ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€์˜ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์œผ๋กœ (survived through someoneโ€™s love) ๊ฒจ์šฐ ๋ฌด๋„ˆ์ง€์ง€ ์•Š์•˜์–ด (and barely did not collapse) The pilot disappeared one day (๊ทธ ์กฐ์ข…์‚ฌ๋Š” ์–ด๋А ๋‚  ์‚ฌ๋ผ์กŒ์–ด) his airplane never came (๊ทธ์˜ ๋น„ํ–‰๊ธฐ๋Š” ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋Œ์•„์˜ค์ง€ ์•Š์•˜์ง€) Only the desert kept the wind (์˜ค์ง ์‚ฌ๋ง‰๋งŒ์ด ๋ฐ”๋žŒ์„ ๊ฐ„์งํ•œ ์ฑ„) whispering his name (๊ทธ์˜ ์ด๋ฆ„์„ ์†์‚ญ์ด๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด) I think he finally found the sky (์•„๋งˆ ๊ทธ๋Š” ๋งˆ์นจ๋‚ด ํ•˜๋Š˜์„ ์ฐพ์•˜์„ ๊ฑฐ์•ผ) he searched for all his life (ํ‰์ƒ ์ฐพ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋˜ ๊ทธ ํ•˜๋Š˜์„) Somewhere beyond the evening clouds (์ €๋… ๊ตฌ๋ฆ„ ๋„ˆ๋จธ ์–ด๋”˜๊ฐ€์—์„œ) beyond the human noise (์ธ๊ฐ„๋“ค์˜ ์†Œ์Œ ๋„ˆ๋จธ์—์„œ) Tell me... (๋งํ•ด์ค˜...) why do humans hurt each other (์™œ ์ธ๊ฐ„๋“ค์€ ์„œ๋กœ๋ฅผ ์ƒ์ฒ˜ ์ž…ํžˆ๋Š” ๊ฑธ๊นŒ) when all they want is warmth? (๊ทธ์ € ๋”ฐ๋œปํ•จ์„ ์›ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ๋„) ํ˜ผ์ž ๋‚จ๊ฒจ์ง€๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด (They are afraid) ๋‘๋ ต๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด์•ผ (of being left alone) After all this time... (๊ทธ ๊ธด ์‹œ๊ฐ„ ๋’ค์—๋„...) they still search for someone (์ธ๊ฐ„๋“ค์€ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋ฅผ ์ฐพ๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด) to tame their hearts (์ž์‹ ์˜ ๋งˆ์Œ์„ ๊ธธ๋“ค์—ฌ ์ค„) ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š”... (And we...) ๋Š™์€ ๋ณ„๋น› ์•„๋ž˜์—์„œ (grew old beneath the starlight) ํ‘ธ๋ฅด๊ฒŒ ๋Œ์•„๊ฐ€๋Š” ์ง€๊ตฌ๋ฅผ (watching distant Earth) ์กฐ์šฉํžˆ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋ณด์•˜์ง€ (turn blue again) ์Šฌํ””์€ ๋๋‚˜์ง€ ์•Š์•˜์ง€๋งŒ (The sorrow never vanished) ๋‹ค์ •ํ•จ๋„ ์‚ฌ๋ผ์ง€์ง€ ์•Š์•˜์–ด (but neither did their kindness) ์˜ค๋Š˜ ๋ฐค์—๋„ (Somewhere tonight) ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋Š” ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ (someone is still) ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€๋ฅผ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด (loving someone) Today again... (์˜ค๋Š˜๋„ ๋‹ค์‹œ...) ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์•„์ง๋„ (We can still) ๊ทธ๋“ค์˜ ๋ณ„์„ ๋“ฃ๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด... (hear their stars...)