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Nell, “Green Nocturne”

 

Usually winter is a wasteland for music releases. Everybody is busy with special holiday performances, and the only songs released are really terrible Christmas-themed singles. Nell’s “Green Nocturne” bucks this trend in a huge way. It was released with perfect timing on my birthday, and instead of abiding by the saccharine nonsense of Valentine’s Day-like Christmas in Asia, it’s a chilling examination of imperfect and naïve relationships. The sound itself is highly reminiscent of Death Cab for Cutie, which is a style I am a big fan of and really suits the tone of both the theme and the season.

 

Lyrics

 

한국어:

그땐 잘 몰랐고 그래서 무모했고
또 그래서 더 아름다웠던 것 같아
상처를 주고 받고 하는 게 사람이고
굳이 그걸 겁내진 않았던 것 같아

닦아내면 그만인 게 눈물이니까
안고 가면 그만인 게 또 기억이니까

가끔은 아직도
그럴 수 있을 거라고
생각이 들 때가 있어
하지만 이내 다시 또

뭔가 좀 낯설고
익숙하진 않아도
또 그래서 더 아름다웠던 것 같아
부서질 정도로
힘껏 부딪혀 보고
그런 걸 겁내진 않았던 것 같아

버텨내면 그만 인게 아픔이니까
안고 가면 그만 인게 또 슬픔이니까

가끔은 아직도
그럴 수 있을 거라고
생각이 들 때가 있어
하지만 이내 다시

두려움이 앞서고
마음이 무거워져
어느새 또 입가엔
한숨이 맺혀

시간은 날 어른이 되게 했지만
강해지겐 하지는 않은 것 같아
시간은 날 어른이 되게 했지만
그 만큼 더 바보로 만든 것 같아

그땐 잘 몰랐고그래서 무모했고
또 그래서 더 아름다웠던 것 같아
부서질 정도로하는 게 사랑이고
굳이 그걸 겁내진 않았던 것 같아

 

English:

I didn’t really know then, so I was reckless and
so everything seemed all the more beautiful
Giving and receiving wounds is human
so I think I refused to be scared

If you mop it up, that’s just it, that’s tears
If I carry you, that’s just it, that’s just memory

[There are times I wonder
if sometimes even now
I could do that]
but not again

Something was a little strange
even though I hadn’t gotten used to it
and because of that it seemed more beautiful
[We crashed to our strength’s limit
to the point where we would shatter]
like we weren’t even scared of that

If we make it, that’s just it, that’s pain
If I carry you, that’s it, that’s sadness

[There are times I wonder
if sometimes even now
I could do that]
but not again

Fear takes the lead and
my heart becomes heavy
[Before I even know it, one breath
forms at the corner of my mouth]

Time made me an adult, but
it doesn’t seem to have made me stronger
Time made me an adult, but
it seems to have made me equally foolish

At that time, I didn’t really know, therefore I was rash
and so it seemed all the more beautiful
Going until we shatter, that’s love
so I think I refused to be afraid

 

 

Lyrics from Daum

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