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        Ocean gypsy - Blackmore's Night

        Tried to take it all away
        Learn her freedom just inside a day
        And find her soul to find there fears are laid

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        ¿À´ÃÀÌ Áö³ª±â Àü¿¡ ±×³àÀÇ ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿òÀ» µû¶ó
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        Tried to make her love their own
        They took her love they left her there
        They gave her nothing back
        That she would want to own

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        ±×µéÀº ±×³àÀÇ »ç¶ûÀ» °¡Á®°¡°í
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        ±×µéÀº ±×³à°¡ ¿øÇÏ´ø ±× ¾î¶² °Íµµ µ¹·ÁÁÖÁö ¾Ê¾Ò¾î¿ä


        Gold and silver rings and stones
        Dances slowly off the moon
        No one else could know, she stands alone

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        ´Þ ¾Æ·¡¼­ õõÈ÷ ÃãÃß´Â ±×³à
        ¾Æ¹«µµ ¸ô¶ú¾î¿ä, ±×³à´Â Ȧ·Î ¼­ ÀÖ´Â °É


        Sleeping dreams will reach for her
        She can not say the words they need
        She knows she's alone and she is free

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        ±×³à´Â »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¿øÇÏ´Â ¸»À» ÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø°ÚÁÒ
        ±×³à´Â ±×³à°¡ È¥ÀÚÀÌ¸ç ¶Ç ÀÚÀ¯·Ó´Ù´Â °É ¾Æ´Ï±î¿ä


        Ocean gypsy of the moon
        The sun has made a thousand nights
        For you to hold

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        žçÀº õ¸¸¹ãÀ» ¸¸µé°í
        ´ç½ÅÀ» ºÙµé¾î µÎ¾ú°ÚÁÒ


        Ocean gypsy where are you
        The shadows followed by the stars
        Have turned to gold, turned to gold

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        ±×¸²ÀÚ´Â º°À» µû¶ó ¿À°í
        ±ÝÀ¸·Î º¯ÇÑ´ä´Ï´Ù, ±ÝÀ¸·Î º¯ÇÑ´ä´Ï´Ù


        Then she met a hollow soul
        Filled him with her light and was consoled
        She was the moon and he the sun was gold

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        ±×³à´Â ±×¸¦ µû¶æÇÏ°Ô º¸µë¾îÁÖ¾úÁÒ
        ±×³à´Â ´ÞÀ̾ú°í ±× žçÀº ±ÝÀ̾ú½À´Ï´Ù


        Eyes were blinded with his light
        The sun she gave reflected back the night
        The moon was waning almost out of sight

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        ±×³à°¡ ÁØ Å¾çÀº °ð ¹ãÀ» ¹Ý»çÇØ ºñÃß¾î ÁÖ¾ú¾î¿ä
        ´Þ´ÔÀº ±â¿ï¾îÁ® °ÅÀÇ »ç¶óÁ®°¡°í ÀÖ¾ú¾î¿ä


        Softly ocean gypsy calls
        Silence holds the stars awhile
        They smile sadly for her where she falls

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        Àá½Ã °í¿äÇÔÀÌ º°µéÀ» »ç·ÎÀâ¾Ò¾î¿ä
        ±×µéÀº ±×³à°¡ ¾²·¯Áø °÷À¸·Î ½½Ç ¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ¶ç¿ì³×¿ä


        Just the time before the dawn
        The sea is hushed the ocean calls her
        Day has taken her and now she's gone

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        ¹Ù´Ù´Â ÀáÀáÇØÁö¸ç ±×³à¸¦ ºÎ¸¨´Ï´Ù
        ³·Àº ±×³à¸¦ µ¥·Á°¡¹ö·È°í ÀÌÁ¦ ±×³à´Â »ç¶óÁ³¾î¿ä


        Ocean gypsy of the moon
        The sun has made a thousand nights
        For you to hold

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        žçÀº ¿ÀÁ÷ ´ç½Å¸¸ÀÌ Ç°¾î¾ß ÇÏ´Â
        ¼ö¸¹Àº ¹ãµéÀ» âÁ¶ÇØ ³õ¾Ò´ä´Ï´Ù


        Ocean gypsy where are you
        The shadows followed by the stars
        Have turned to gold, turned to gold

        ´ë¾çÀÇ Áý½Ã¿© ¾îµð¿¡ ÀÖ³ª¿ä
        À½¿µµé°ú ±× µÚ¸¦ ÀÌ¾î º°µéµµ
        ±ÝºûÀ¸·Î º¯Çß±º¿ä, ±ÝºûÀ¸·Î º¯Çß¾î¿ä


        No-one noticed when she died
        Ocean gypsy shackled to the tide
        The ebbing waves were turning spreading wide

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        ´ë¾çÀÇ Áý½Ã´Â Á¶·ù¿¡ ²Ä¦¾øÀÌ °É·È´ø°Å¿¹¿ä
        ±× ¹Ð¹°ÀÇ Æĵµ´Â Á¡Á¡ ¸ô·Á¿Í ³Ð°Ô ÆÛÁö°í ÀÖ¾ú¾î¿ä


        Something gone within her eyes
        Her fingers lifeless stroke the sand
        Her battered soul was lost, she was abandoned

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        ±×³àÀÇ ¼Õ°¡¶ôÀº Èû¾øÀÌ ¸ð·¡¸¦ ¾²´ÙµëÁö¿ä
        ±×³àÀÇ ÁöÄ£ ¿µÈ¥Àº ±æÀ» ÀÒ¾ú¾î¿ä, ±×³à´Â ¹ö¸²¹Þ¾ÒÁö¿ä


        Silken threads like wings still shine
        Winds take pleasure still make patterns
        In her lovely hair so dark and fine

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        £°í °í¿î ±×³àÀÇ ¸Ó¸®°á¿¡´Ù
        ¹Ù¶÷Àº ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ÀÚ±¹À» ³²±â±â¸¦ Áñ±é´Ï´Ù


        Stands on high beneath the seas cries no more
        Her tears have dried
        Oceans weep for her the ocean sighs

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        ±×³àÀÇ ´«¹°Àº ¸»¶ó¹ö·È¾î¿ä
        ´ë¾çµéÀÌ ±×³à´ë½Å ¿ï¾îÁØ´ä´Ï´Ù, ¹Ù´Ù´Â ÇѼûÀ» ÁþÁö¿ä


        Ocean gypsy of the moon
        The sun has made a thousand nights
        For you to hold

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        žçÀº ¿ÀÁ÷ ´ç½Å¸¸ÀÌ Ç°¾î¾ß ÇÏ´Â
        ¼ö¸¹Àº ¹ãµéÀ» âÁ¶ÇØ ³õ¾Ò´ä´Ï´Ù


        Ocean gypsy where are you
        The shadows followed by the stars
        Have turned to gold, turned to gold~~~

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        À½¿µµé°ú ±× µÚ¸¦ ÀÌ¾î º°µéµµ
        ±ÝºûÀ¸·Î º¯Çß±º¿ä, ±ÝºûÀ¸·Î º¯Çß¾î¿ä