¸¶µ·³ª. ¾Æ¸Þ¸®ÄÆÄÀÌ:American pie.
A long, long time
ago I can still remember How that music used to make me
smile And I knew that if I had my chance I could make those
people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while
Did you
write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If
the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rock 'n roll And
can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance
real slow
Well I know that you're in love with him 'Cause
I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes [both
kicked off your shoes] Man, I dig those rhythm 'n blues
I
was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a
pickup truck But I knew that I was out of luck The day the
music died I started singin'
Chorus:
Bye bye Miss
American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was
dry And good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin',
"This will be the day that I die, This will be the day that I
die."
I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for
some happy news But she just smiled and turned away Well I
went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years
before But the man there said the music wouldn't play
Well
now in the streets the children screamed [the children
screamed] The lovers cried and the poets dreamed [the poets
dreamed] But not a word was spoken [not a word was spoken] The
church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire the
most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last
train for the coast The day the music died We start
singin'
(chorus, repeat)
We started singin' (repeat
3 times)
+
´ÙÀ½ ¸¶µ·³ªÄ«Æä¿¡¼ ÆÛ¿Â °Ì´Ï´Ù.
A
long, long time ago I can still remember ¾ÆÁÖ ¿¾³¯ ¿¾Àû¿¡, ³ª´Â ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ±â¾ïÀÌ
³ª¿ä.
How that music used to make me smile À½¾ÇÀÌ ¾ó¸¶³ª »ç¶÷µéÀ»
¹Ì¼ÒÁþ°Ô Çß¾ú´ÂÁö. --> American Pie´Â 1970³â´ë ÃÊ¿¡ ¾²¿©Á³½À´Ï´Ù. ³»¿ëÀº °ÅÀÇ Don
McLeanÀÌ ¾Æ²¼´ø 50³â´ë¿¡ °üÇÑ À̾߱âÁö¿ä. ÀÌ °îÀº Don McLeanÀÇ °îÀ» ¸®¸ÞÀÌÅ©ÇÑ °ÅÁÒ.
And
I knew if I had my chance ³ªµµ ÇÒ ¼ö¸¸ ÀÖ¾ú´Ù¸é,
That I could
make those people dance »ç¶÷µéÀ» ÃãÃß°Ô ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ¾úÀ» ÅÙµ¥.
And maybe
they'd be happy for a while ±×·¯¸é ±×µéµµ Á¶±ÝÀº ÇູÇß°ÚÁö. --> 50³â´ëÀÇ
À½¾ÇµéÀº ÁÖ·Î ÃãÀ» Ãß±â À§ÇÑ À½¾ÇµéÀ̾ú°í, 60³â´ëÀÇ À½¾Ç°ú ´ëÁ¶ÀûÀ¸·Î ¾÷ºñÆ® ÅÛÆ÷¿¡ ¹ß¶öÇß½À´Ï´Ù.
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Did you write the book of love
´ç½ÅÀÌ '»ç¶ûÀÇ Ã¥'À» ¾²¼Ì³ª¿ä? --> "Book of Love"´Â MonotonesÀÇ 1958³â
È÷Æ®°îÀÔ´Ï´Ù.
And do you have faith in God above, ´ç½ÅÀº Àú ÇÏ´Ã À§ÀÇ
ÇÏ´À´ÔÀ» ¹Ï³ªº¸ÁÒ? --> 1955³â Don CornellÀÇ "The Bible Tells Me So"
If the bible tells you so, ¼º°æÀÌ ±×¸® ¸»ÇØÁشٸé...
And
do you believe in rock n' roll, . ±×·¯¸é ´ç½ÅÀº ·ÏÅ«·ÑÀ» ¹Ï³ª¿ä? -->
1965³â Loving SpoonfulsÀÇ È÷Æ®°î "Do You Believe in Magic"
And
can music save your mortal soul À½¾ÇÀÌ ´ç½Å ÇʸêÀÇ ¿µÈ¥À» ±¸¿øÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ³ª¿ä?
Can you teach me how to dance real slow? ´À¸®°Ô ÃãÃß´Â ¹æ¹ý Á»
¾Ë·ÁÁÖ¼¼¿ä. --> ¾Õ¼ ¸»Çßµí ÀÌ ³ë·¡°¡ ¾²¿©Áø 70³â´ë¿Í ´Þ¸® 50³â´ëÀÇ À½¾ÇÀº ÃãÃß±â À§ÇÑ °ÍÀ̾ú½À´Ï´Ù.
Well I know that you're in love with him ´ç½ÅÀº ±×¿Í »ç¶û¿¡
ºüÁ³³ªºÁ¿ä.
Cuz I saw you dancing in the gym. ´ç½ÅÀÌ Ã¼À°°ü¿¡¼ ÃãÃߴ°É
ºÃ°Åµç¿ä. --> 1950³â´ë¿¡ ¹Ì±¹¿¡¼ ÃãÀº È¥¾à(ûæå³)À» ÀǹÌÇϱ⵵ Çß½À´Ï´Ù. ±×¸®°í üÀ°°ü¿¡¼ÀÇ ¹«µµÈ¸µµ
À¯ÇàÀ̾úÁÒ.
You both kicked off your shoes µÑ ´Ù ½Å¹ßÀº ¹þ¾î ´øÁ³´õ±º¿ä.
--> ½Å¹ßÀº üÀ°°ü ¹Ù´ÚÀ» ¸Á°¡Æ®¸± À§ÇèÀÌ ÀÖ¾ú´ä´Ï´Ù.
And I dig those
rhythm and blues. ³ Á¤¸» ±× ¸®µë¾Øºí·ç½º°¡ ÁÁ¾Æ. --> R&B´Â 50³â´ë
Á߹ݺÎÅÍ Àα⸦ ¾ò¾ú½À´Ï´Ù.
I was a lonely teenage broncing buck ³ª´Â
ºóÅÐÅ͸® ¿Ü·Î¿î ƾ¿¡ÀÌÀú¿´Áö.
With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck.
°¡Áø °Å¶ó°ï ÇÎÅ© Ä«³×À̼ǰú ÇȾ÷Æ®·°»Ó. --> Marty RobbinsÀÇ 1957³â È÷Æ®°î "A
White Sport Coat (And a Pink Carnation)"À» ¾Ï½ÃÇÏ°í¿ä, ÇȾ÷Æ®·°Àº ³²¼ºÀÇ µ¶¸³¼º°ú
Á¤·Â(ºÎ²ô·¯¿ö¶ó)ÀÇ »ó¡À̶ø´Ï´Ù.
But I knew I was out of luck, ³ª´Â ³» ¿îÀÌ
´ÙÇßÀ½À» ¾Ë¾ÒÁö.
The day, the music, died. ±× ³¯, À½¾ÇÀÌ Á×Àº ±×³¯¿¡.
--> 1959³â 2¿ù 3ÀÏ Buddy Holly°¡ ź ºñÇà±â°¡ Ã߶ôÇß½À´Ï´Ù. ±×´Â Don McLeanÀÌ °¡Àå
ÁÁ¾ÆÇÏ´ø ¾ÆƼ½ºÆ®¿´Áö¿ä. ÀÌ ´º½º´Â ´ç¿¬È÷ Åé´º½º¿´°í¿ä, Richie Vallens¿Í the Big Bopperµµ °°Àº
»ç°í·Î Á×¾ú½À´Ï´Ù. ÀÌ ³¯À» "The day the music died-À½¾ÇÀÌ Á×Àº ³¯"·Î ¾ð±ÞÇÏ°í ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù.
¾Æ ±×¸®°í ±× ºñÇà±â À̸§ÀÌ American Pie¿´Áö¿ä.
I started singing.
³ª´Â ³ë·¡¸¦ ½ÃÀÛÇß¾î.
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
¹Ì½º ¾Æ¸Þ¸®Ä ÆÄÀÌ¿© ¾È³ç. --> ¾Õ¼ ¸»ÇÑ ºñÇà±â À̸§..¹Ì±¹ÀÇ Èñ¸ÁÀÌ Á×À½À» ¾Ï½Ã
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry ¼Îº¼·¹¸¦
¸ô°í °µÏÀ¸·Î °¬Áö¸¸ °µÏÀº ¸»¶ó Àֳ׿ä. -->¼Îºñ(¼Îº¼·¹)´Â ¹Ì±¹À», ¸¶¸¥ °µÏÀº ÁÁÀº À½¾Ç ƯÈ÷
HollyÀÇ À½¾ÇÀÌ »ç¶óÁ³À½À» ÀǹÌÇØ¿ä.
Them good ol' boys were drinking
whiskey and rye ±× ÁÁ´ø Ä£±¸µéÀº À§½ºÅ°¸¦ ¸¶½Ã°í ÀÖ¾úÁÒ. --> Buddy Holly,
Richie Vallens, The Big Bopper.
Singing this will be the day
that I die, ¿À´ÃÀÌ ³»°¡ Á×Àº ³¯ÀÏ ²¨¶ó°í ³ë·¡Çϸç.
This will be the day
that I die. ¿À´ÃÀÌ ³»°¡ Á×Àº ³¯ÀÏ ²¨¶ó¸ç. --> À§ 3ÇàÀº Buddy HollyÀÇ ³ë·¡¿Í
ºñ½ÁÇÑ ºÎºÐÀÔ´Ï´Ù.
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I met a girl who sang
the blues ºí·ç½º¸¦ ºÎ¸£´Â ¿©ÀÎÀ» ¸¸³µ¾î¿ä. --> Janis JoplinÀ» ÀǹÌ
And I asked her for some happy news ³ ±×³à¿¡°Ô ¹¹ ÁÁÀº ¼Ò½ÄÀÌ ÀÖ³ª
¹°¾îºÃÁö¸¸.
but she just smiled and turned away, ±×³à´Â ¹Ì¼Ò¸¸ Áþ°í´Â
µ¹¾Æ¼¹Áö¿ä. --> Àç´Ï½º Á¶Çø°Àº 1970³â¿¡ ±Þ»çÇß½À´Ï´Ù.
I went down to the
sacred store ³ª´Â ¼º¹°(á¡Úª) »óÁ¡¿¡ °¬¾î¿ä --> ·¹ÄÚµå °¡°Ô¸¦ ÀǹÌÇØ¿ä.
where I'd heard the music years before ¿¾³¯¿¡ °Å±â¼ À½¾ÇÀ»
µé¾ú¾ú°Åµç¿ä.
but the man there said the music wouldn't play
ÇÏÁö¸¸ À½¾ÇÀº ´õ ÀÌ»ó ƲÁö ¾Ê´Â´Ù´õ±º¿ä. --> 50³â´ëÀÇ À½¾Ç, ƯÈ÷ Buddy HollyÀÇ À½¾Ç¿¡
´ëÇؼ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ´õ ÀÌ»ó ½Å°æ ¾²Áö ¾Ê´Â °ÍÀ» ÀǹÌÇÕ´Ï´Ù.
And in the streets the
children screamed, °Å¸®¿¡¼´Â ¾ÆÀ̵éÀÌ °íÇÔÀ» ÃÆ°í, --> È÷ÇÇÁ·µéÀÌ °æÂû¿¡°Ô ¸Â´Â
°ÍÀ» ÀǹÌÇÕ´Ï´Ù.
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed ¿¬ÀεéÀº
¿ï¾ú°í, ½ÃÀεéÀº ²ÞÀ» ²Ù¾úÁö¸¸. --> È÷ÇÇÁ·°ú 60³â´ëÀÇ ½ÎÀÌÅ°µ¨¸¯ÇÑ À½¾ÇµéÀ» ÀǹÌ.
But
not a word was spoken, ÇÑ ¸¶µðµµ ³ª¿ÀÁö´Â ¾Ê¾Ò¾î¿ä.
The church bells
all were broken ±³È¸ÀÇ Á¾µéÀº ºÎ¼ö¾îÁ³Áö¿ä. --> ºÎ¼Áø ±³È¸ÀÇ Á¾Àº Á×Àº À½¾Ç°¡µéÀ»
ÀǹÌÇÕ´Ï´Ù.
And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and
the Holy Ghost, ³»°¡ Èì¸ðÇÏ´Â ¼¼ ºÐ, ¼ººÎ, ¼ºÀÚ, ¼º·ÉÀº --> 1: ¹öµð ÇÒ¸®, ¸®Ä¡
¹ß·»½º, ºò ¹ÙÆÛ 2: Á¸ Äɳ׵ð, ·Î¹öÆ® Äɳ׵ð, ¸¶Æ¾ ·çÅÍ Å· 3: ¹®ÀÚ ±×´ë·Î »ïÀ§ÀÏü
They caught the last train for the coast, Çغ¯À¸·Î ¶°³ª´Â ¸¶Áö¸·
¿Â÷¸¦ Ÿ°í ¶°³µÁö¿ä. --> À½¾Ç»ê¾÷ÀÇ ÁßÃß°¡ Ķ¸®Æ÷´Ï¾Æ·Î À̵¿µÈ °ÍÀ» ÀǹÌÇÑ´Ù°í º¼ ¼öµµ ÀÖ¾î¿ä.
The day, the music, died, ±× ³¯, À½¾ÇÀÌ Á×Àº ³¯¿¡,
And we
started singin... ¿ì¸®´Â ³ë·¡¸¦ ½ÃÀÛÇß¾î¿ä.
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