아픈 길 [hurt road] [apeun gil] [English translation]

How many times a day

Will I cry?

I'm trying to count

I can't actually

I'm always holding it back

How do I look these days?

When you see me

Do I look okay? I wonder

What kind of expression

Do I have these days?

I don't know

If I were you

I'd hug you without saying anything

If you were me

You'd be sobbing in that arms

You and I, we both knew that

It's not an easy road

It wasn't like you and I didn't know

On this road, flowers...

Doesn't bloom that much

Sometimes you see the flowers

And not know how precious they are

They were so pretty and nice

Should we stay here?

How are you these days?

When I see you

I think it's probably the same as me

No matter how you look like

These days

You look sad

If I were you

I'd hug you without saying anything

If you were me

You'd be sobbing in that arms

You and I, we both knew that

It's not an easy road

It wasn't like you and I didn't know

On this road, flowers...

Doesn't bloom that much

Sometimes you see the flowers

And not know how precious they are

They were so pretty and nice that

Should we stay here?