Bird on a wire - Leonard Cohen
Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. Àü¼±À§ÀÇ »õó·³ ¾ß¹ãÀ» ¶°µµ´Â ÁÖÁ¤¹ðÀÌó·³ Ç×»ó ÀÚÀ¯·Ó±â¸¦ °¥±¸Çß¾î. ³¬½Ã ³¡¿¡ ´Þ¸° Áö··ÀÌó·³ À̾߱â Ã¥ ¼ÓÀÇ Áß¼¼ ±â»ç°¡ ±×·¯ÇϵíÀÌ ¸ðµç °ø·Î´Â ÇÏ´ÃÀÇ ¿µ±¤À¸·Î µ¹·È¾î
If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you. Like a baby, stillborn, Like a beast with his horn I have torneveryonewho reached out for me
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But I swear by this song And by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw beggar leaning on his wooden crutch He said to me,"You must not ask forsomuch" And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door She cried to me,"Heywhy not ask for more"
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