jigeum bominji gaeurinji mollayo
hangyeouriramyeon tto eottaeyo
noga da eobseojil mankeum
onjongil manjyeojuneun geol
yojeum nalssiga jeongmal jonneyo
aniraedo sasil alge mwoya
seoul gonggiga ireokena dalkomhaesseonnayo
u~ mwodeunji geuryeoyo
da dwaejulgeyo keurepaseucheoreom saekchilhaeyo
Black or yellow geuryeojwoyo
amudo boji motan
geudae mam sok pantajireul naegeman oh love
Sweet line geuryeojwoyo
Touch line manjyeojwoyo
meoritgyeol han ol han olkkaji da
budeureopge sweet line soksagyeojwo
Feel line dadeumeojwo
apeuji anheul mankeum du sone gadeuk damajwo
uu ye
geunde jeongmal geureoke naega jonnayo
iyureul kok jibeo malhaejwoyo
daeche naui eotteon moseubi geudae mameul hollyeosseulkka
haruedo myeot beonssik mutneun naega
gwichanhado daedaphaejwo love
Sweet line geuryeojwoyo
Touch line manjyeojwoyo
songarak madimadikkaji da
budeureopge sweet line soksagyeojwo
Feel line dadeumeojwo
apeuji anheul mankeum du sone gadeuk dama jwo
uu ye
keurepaseu eollukdeuri geudae sone da mudeo
kkeunjeokgeoril ttaekkaji aicheoreom gyesok
u~ mwodeunji geuryeoyo
da dwaejulgeyo keurepaseucheoreom saekchilhaeyo
Black or yellow geuryeojwoyo
Sweet line geuryeojwoyo
Touch line manjyeojwoyo
meoritgyeol han ol han olkkaji da
budeureopge sweet line soksagyeojwo
Feel line dadeumeojwo
apeuji anheul mankeum du sone gadeuk damajwo
TRANSLATION
I don’t know if it’s spring or fall
And if it’s winter, who cares?
You touch me all day to the point where it all melts away
The weather is so nice these days
Even if it’s not, who cares?
Was the Seoul air always this sweet?
You can draw anything
I’ll be anything for you, color me like a pastel crayon
Black or yellow, draw it for me
The fantasy in your heart that no one else has seen
Only for me, oh love
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands only till it doesn’t hurt
Do you really like me that much?
Tell me the specific reason
What about me possessed your heart?
If I ask you several times a day
Even if it’s annoying, answer me, love
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands only till it doesn’t hurt
The crayon gets on your hands
Keep going until your hands get sticky like a child
You can draw anything
I’ll be anything for you, color me like a pastel crayon
Black or yellow, draw it for me
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands only till it doesn’t hurt
credits:popgasa
hangyeouriramyeon tto eottaeyo
noga da eobseojil mankeum
onjongil manjyeojuneun geol
yojeum nalssiga jeongmal jonneyo
aniraedo sasil alge mwoya
seoul gonggiga ireokena dalkomhaesseonnayo
u~ mwodeunji geuryeoyo
da dwaejulgeyo keurepaseucheoreom saekchilhaeyo
Black or yellow geuryeojwoyo
amudo boji motan
geudae mam sok pantajireul naegeman oh love
Sweet line geuryeojwoyo
Touch line manjyeojwoyo
meoritgyeol han ol han olkkaji da
budeureopge sweet line soksagyeojwo
Feel line dadeumeojwo
apeuji anheul mankeum du sone gadeuk damajwo
uu ye
geunde jeongmal geureoke naega jonnayo
iyureul kok jibeo malhaejwoyo
daeche naui eotteon moseubi geudae mameul hollyeosseulkka
haruedo myeot beonssik mutneun naega
gwichanhado daedaphaejwo love
Sweet line geuryeojwoyo
Touch line manjyeojwoyo
songarak madimadikkaji da
budeureopge sweet line soksagyeojwo
Feel line dadeumeojwo
apeuji anheul mankeum du sone gadeuk dama jwo
uu ye
keurepaseu eollukdeuri geudae sone da mudeo
kkeunjeokgeoril ttaekkaji aicheoreom gyesok
u~ mwodeunji geuryeoyo
da dwaejulgeyo keurepaseucheoreom saekchilhaeyo
Black or yellow geuryeojwoyo
Sweet line geuryeojwoyo
Touch line manjyeojwoyo
meoritgyeol han ol han olkkaji da
budeureopge sweet line soksagyeojwo
Feel line dadeumeojwo
apeuji anheul mankeum du sone gadeuk damajwo
TRANSLATION
I don’t know if it’s spring or fall
And if it’s winter, who cares?
You touch me all day to the point where it all melts away
The weather is so nice these days
Even if it’s not, who cares?
Was the Seoul air always this sweet?
You can draw anything
I’ll be anything for you, color me like a pastel crayon
Black or yellow, draw it for me
The fantasy in your heart that no one else has seen
Only for me, oh love
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands only till it doesn’t hurt
Do you really like me that much?
Tell me the specific reason
What about me possessed your heart?
If I ask you several times a day
Even if it’s annoying, answer me, love
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands only till it doesn’t hurt
The crayon gets on your hands
Keep going until your hands get sticky like a child
You can draw anything
I’ll be anything for you, color me like a pastel crayon
Black or yellow, draw it for me
Sweet line, draw for me
Touch line, touch me
Each and every strand of my hair
Softly, sweet line, whisper to me
Feel line, make me beautiful
Fill up my hands only till it doesn’t hurt
credits:popgasa
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