This is Dead poet’s society
이미 즐비한 죽은 시인들의 무덤 사이에서
몇 남지 않은 유산을 계승해
결국 목적을 쟁취하지 못한 채
빛 바랜 역사의 한 켠으로
사라져간 이들을 위해 바치는 헌사
이젠 희미하게 남아있는 황금빛 깃발
망각의 리듬이 이곳을 휩쓸고 난 뒤
비석대신 남은 수많은 MICs
이 곳은 죽은 시인들의 사회
존경받던 그들은 더 이상 시선을 받지 못해
뿌리 없는 신생아들이 장악한 차트 사이에
설 자릴 잃은 선지자들은 점점 잊혀져 가네
Underground 그 작은 무댈 위해 헌신
돌아오는 건 무관심과 남은 빚더미
홍대에서 신촌까지 깔아놓은 힙합 리듬
영원할 줄 알았던 깨져버린 그 믿음
This is dead poet’s society
But you ain’t dead yet so don’t drop this sh#t
아직 중심에 서지 못한 시인들이여 전진
심장이 식지 않은 시인들이여 전진
This is dead poet’s society
But you ain’t dead yet so don’t drop this sh#t
아직 중심에 서지 못한 시인들이여 전진
심장이 식지 않은 시인들이여 전진
이 곳은 눈먼 자들의 도시
흐릿해진 색은 다시 돌아올 일 없이
Copy and paste it 반복에 정해져버린
몇 안되는 똑같은 음악에
이미 익숙해진 Blindness
입맛도 취향도 각기 다른 다수의 귓속
가득히 들이붓는 조미료
Fandom으로 내세워진 맹목 그리고 맹종
아니면 흑백논리만이 남은 배척
오색찬란 아름답던 음악
여전히 몇은 기억하고
몇은 억지로 부정하거나 잊고
Player들은 스스로 자신을 땅에 묻고
Listener들은 그 위에 흙을 덮고난 뒤 묵념
그 때가 좋았지 같은 꼰대 소리 아닌
진심 어린 음악을 다시 원하는 팬심
아직도 망설이는 시인들이여 전진
심장이 식지 않은 시인들이여 전진
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Dead Poets Society Lyrics Romanized
This is Dead poet’s society
imi jeulbihan jug-eun siindeul-ui mudeom saieseo
myeoch namji anh-eun yusan-eul gyeseunghae
gyeolgug mogjeog-eul jaengchwihaji moshan chae
bich balaen yeogsaui han kyeon-eulo
salajyeogan ideul-eul wihae bachineun heonsa
ijen huimihage nam-aissneun hwang-geumbich gisbal
mang-gag-ui lideum-i igos-eul hwibsseulgo nan dwi
biseogdaesin nam-eun sumanh-eun MICs
i gos-eun jug-eun siindeul-ui sahoe
jongyeongbaddeon geudeul-eun deo isang siseon-eul badji moshae
ppuli eobsneun sinsaeng-adeul-i jang-aghan chateu saie
seol jalil ilh-eun seonjijadeul-eun jeomjeom ijhyeojyeo gane
Underground geu jag-eun mudael wihae heonsin
dol-aoneun geon mugwansimgwa nam-eun bijdeomi
hongdaeeseo sinchonkkaji kkal-anoh-eun hibhab lideum
yeong-wonhal jul al-assdeon kkaejyeobeolin geu mid-eum
This is dead poet’s society
But you ain’t dead yet so don’t drop this sh#t
ajig jungsim-e seoji moshan siindeul-iyeo jeonjin
simjang-i sigji anh-eun siindeul-iyeo jeonjin
This is dead poet’s society
But you ain’t dead yet so don’t drop this sh#t
ajig jungsim-e seoji moshan siindeul-iyeo jeonjin
simjang-i sigji anh-eun siindeul-iyeo jeonjin
i gos-eun nunmeon jadeul-ui dosi
heulishaejin saeg-eun dasi dol-aol il eobs-i
Copy and paste it banbog-e jeonghaejyeobeolin
myeoch andoeneun ttoggat-eun eum-ag-e
imi igsughaejin Blindness
ibmasdo chwihyangdo gaggi daleun dasuui gwis-sog
gadeughi deul-ibusneun jomilyo
Fandom-eulo naesewojin maengmog geuligo maengjong
animyeon heugbaegnonliman-i nam-eun baecheog
osaegchanlan aleumdabdeon eum-ag
yeojeonhi myeoch-eun gieoghago
myeoch-eun eogjilo bujeonghageona ijgo
Playerdeul-eun seuseulo jasin-eul ttang-e mudgo
Listenerdeul-eun geu wie heulg-eul deopgonan dwi mugnyeom
geu ttaega joh-assji gat-eun kkondae soli anin
jinsim eolin eum-ag-eul dasi wonhaneun paensim
ajigdo mangseol-ineun siindeul-iyeo jeonjin
simjang-i sigji anh-eun siindeul-iyeo jeonjin
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Dead Poets Society Lyrics English
This is Dead poet’s society
Between the graves of dead poets
Inherit a few remaining legacy
Eventually, without a purpose
In a faded history
A tribute to those who have disappeared
The golden flag that remains dim now
After the rhythm of oblivion swept through this place
Numerous MICs instead of monument
This place is a society of dead poets
Respected people no longer see
Between charts taken by rootless newborns
Prophets who have lost their place are getting forgotten
Devotion to that small little underground
Returning is indifference and a pile of debt left over
Hip-hop rhythm from Hongdae to Sinchon
The broken faith that I thought would last forever
This is dead poet’s society
But you ain’t dead yet so don’t drop this sh#t
Advances, poets who haven’t been at the center yet
The poets whose heart has not cooled, go forward
This is dead poet’s society
But you ain’t dead yet so don’t drop this sh#t
Advances, poets who haven’t been at the center yet
The poets whose heart has not cooled, go forward
This is the city of the blind
The faded color never comes back
Copy and paste it, decided by repetition
To a few of the same pieces of music
Blindness I’m already used to
A large number of different tastes and tastes
Full seasoning
Blindness and blindness advocated by Fandom
Or reject only black and white logic
The colorful music was beautiful
I still remember a few
Some forcibly deny or forget
Players bury themselves on the ground
Listeners silently covered the soil on it
I liked that time, not the same braid
A fan heart who wants serious music again
Advances, still hesitating poets
The poets whose heart has not cooled, go forward
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