Monday, May 28, 2012

Home by Tablo featuring Lee Sora

Home is one of my favorite song from Tablo. As usual, the lyrics is beautiful and touching. What makes this song even more beautiful is Lee Sora's voice. Renowned as one of the most unique and beautiful voice in South Korea, her voice could makes me overflowing with emotion. This song is great, especially if you hear it when you sad or frustrated. Here is the video of the live performance on Lee Sora's Show, Second Proposal:



The english translation of the lyrics (credit to Project Musictology):

It’s dizzying to step over the threshold. It’s a familiar border.
Needless feelings that I pushed away because they cluttered my heart are coated with dust
If I leave here, it will be death. I dropped my steps, for I hated the unfamiliar happiness more than familiar sorrow…
I’m afraid that I will be a used-up shoe. The world, the time, the people put me on crooked. Forget.
What the world thinks piles up like the mountains of newspapers and notices in front of my door. Do not lay out all those demands.
This is my home. Leave me alone. Do not come in, anywhere but here.

Even without the tears I cry now.
I just cry like I breathe.
Even when I try to get out of the sorrow-turned-house, on the threshold I cry.
Without realizing I cry.

Would I have the right to happiness? Why is it that I’m mired so deeply in such shallow wound.
Living is like getting through a hail of arrows, but why do I have such a big target tacked on my heart?
Emotions run the extremes, and I get left behind, slow-feet-ed. I can’t grasp my heart.
I let the world slip through. With happiness only few steps up, I crank up more stairs myself.
For some people all this would be terrifying, but for me its more familiar than laughing.
Crying is just like breathing, the longer you hold it the longer you will exhale.
Let me breathe. Sorrow is my home. I’ll stay, right here, where I was.
Even when I go out to happiness, I know well now that I’ll always come back home.

Even without the tears I cry now.
I just cry like I breathe.
Even when I try to get out of the sorrow-turned-house, on the threshold I cry.
Without realizing I cry.

To the sorrow that has become my home,
To the sorrow that has become my home, can I invite you?

Even without the tears I cry now.
I just cry like I breathe.
Even when I try to get out of the sorrow-turned-house, on the threshold I cry.
Without realizing I cry.

If you interested, you could download it here
I'm sure you won't regret it! Have a nice day!

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