김영하의 여행자 하이델베르크 [compilation] (2007) by Various Artists (보컬) on maniadb.com

Once I wanted to be the greatest No wind of waterfall could stall me And then came the rush of the flood Stars of night turned deep to dust Melt me down Into big black armour Leave no trace of grace Just in your honour Lower me down To culprit south Make 'em wash a space in town For the lead And the dregs of my bed I've been sleepin' Lower me down Pin me in Secure the grounds For the later parade Once I wanted to be the greatest Two fists of solid rock With brains that could explain Any feeling Lower me down Pin me in Secure the grounds For the lead And the dregs of my bed I've been sleepin' For the later parade Once I wanted to be the greatest No wind of waterfall could stall me And then came the rush of the flood Stars of night turned deep to dust

instrumental

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

C'est une chanson, qui nous ressemble
Toi tu m'aimais et je t'aimais
Nous vivions tous deux ensemble
Toi qui m'aimais moi qui t'aimais
Mais la vie separe ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement sans faire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable les pas des amants desunis

I'm going to see some friends from out of state
The very trip you were supposed to take
A while ago
But it fell through
Like all of you
Like all of you

Thought I'd make the drive
But a free plane ride is in the air
And just like that my fear of it disappeared
Like all of you
Like all of you

And I look high and low for yesterday
High and low for you and I
High and low

Once I can see straight I might move
Somewhere cold
Seattle or the Bay area; to see your ghost
What's left of you
What's left of you

And I look high and low for yesterday
High and low for you and I
High and low

Found a letter from a man I might have met
Addressed to you
And I'll steal the words he ended with:
I miss you
And I do
Miss you
And I do

High and low for yesterday
High and low for you and I
High and low

There's a dream I have,
it comes back when all the days turn into one.
I'm in a coat and hat,
and I'm standing on the coast of England.
With a castle and cathedral on the sand,
I reached down to touch the water with my hand.
Then you turn and say to me,
"You've been talking in your sleep,
What did you see? What does it mean?"

I was a photograph
of our daytrip from the window of a train.
The one we cut in half.
I kept mine and made a bookmark on a page.
It fell out today as I was getting packed.
Have I left you here more times than I've come back?
Like that snowfall out of reach,
we kept our details underneath,
once made of stone, we went for broke.
I didn't know.

Are you a dreamer?