폭풍 [Storm] [pogpung] [English translation]

Stop talking

I hate myself for knowing everything

Before you even opened your mouth

I wanted to lie and run away but

Your two eyes are telling me goodbye

*I finally set my heart to leave

And it came to me like a harsh storm

It might be a fate that will wash away like the rain

Because it was more painful than a fate shattered like glass

At the end of this walk, I let you know but you wouldn’t know

Stop crying

I hate myself for knowing everything

Before I get wet with your tears

I tried to lie and avoid it but

Your two eyes are telling me goodbye

**I finally set my heart to leave

And it came to me like a harsh storm

It might be a fate that will wash away like the rain

I was sick with a love fever

The meaning of these tears trickling to my dried lips- you’ll never know

Don’t try too hard to get far away

My body has already broken into pieces just like you wanted

I can’t go a step closer to you

*I finally set my heart to leave

And it came to me like a harsh storm

It might be a fate that will wash away like the rain

Because it was more painful than a fate shattered like glass

At the end of this walk, I let you know but you wouldn’t know

I was sick with a love fever

The meaning of these tears trickling to my dried lips- you’ll never know