½º¸¶Æ®Æùµè±â Have mercy / Rob Grill Mercy, have mercy On my, my weary soul ³ªÀÇ, ³ªÀÇ ÁöÄ£ ¿µÈ¥¿¡ ÀÚºñ¸¦, ÀÚºñ¸¦ º£Çª¼Ò¼ And help me, help me I don't know which way to go µµ¿Í ÁÖ¼Ò¼, µµ¿Í ÁÖ¼Ò¼ ³ª´Â ¾îµð·Î °¡¾ß ÇÒÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î¿ä I'm so confused I feel, feel like running Running from everything ³Ê¹«µµ È¥¶õ½º·´°í ±× ¹«¾ù¿¡¼µç µµ¸ÁÄ¡°í ½Í¾î¿ä Mercy, mercy, mercy Have mercy ÀÚºñ¸¦, ÀÚºñ¸¦, ÀÚºñ¸¦ ÀÚºñ¸¦ º£Çª¼Ò¼ Take me, oh take me The way you used to do ´ç½Å²²¼ ÇϽôø ´ë·Î ³ª¸¦ µ¥·Á°¡ ÁÖ¿À, µ¥·Á°¡ ÁÖ¿À Yeah, take me, take me Inside, inside with you ´ç½ÅÀÇ, ´ç½ÅÀÇ Ç°À¸·Î ³ª¸¦, ³ª¸¦ µ¥·Á°¡ ÁÖ¿À Don't understand Why her hair slipped away ¿Ö ±×³à°¡ ¶°³ª°¬´ÂÁö ³ ÀÌÇØÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾î¿ä Mercy, mercy, mercy Have mercy ÀÚºñ¸¦, ÀÚºñ¸¦, ÀÚºñ¸¦ ÀÚºñ¸¦ º£Çª¼Ò¼ |