Goodbye to you, my trusted friend. We've known each other since we were nine or ten. Together we've climbed hills and trees. Learned of love and ABC's, skinned our hearts and skinned our knees. Goodbye, my friend! It's hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, now that the spring is in the air. Pretty girls are everywhere. Think of me, (and) I'll be there. ¾È³ç! ³» ½Å·ÚÇϴ ģ±¸¿©. ¿ì¸° ¿¹´Ò°ö»ì¶§ºÎÅÍ ¼·Î¸¦ ¾Ë¾Æ¿ÔÁö. ¿ì¸° ÇÔ²² »êÀ» ¿À¸£°í ³ª¹«µµ ±â¾î ¿Ã¶úÁö. »ç¶ûµµ ABCµµ ÇÔ²² ¹è¿ì°í, ¼·ÎÀÇ ¸¶À½¿¡µµ ¶Ç ¹«¸¿¡µµ »óó¸¦ ³»¾úÁö. Àß ÀÖ°Ô. Ä£±¸¿©. ÀÌÁ¦ º½±â¿îÀÌ ¿Ï¿¬Çؼ, ¿Â°® »õµéÀÌ Çϴÿ¡¼ ³ë·¡Çϰí ÀÖ´Â ÀÌ ¶§¿¡, ÁױⰡ ¹«Ã´ Èûµé±º. ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¾Æ°¡¾¾µéÀÌ »ç¹æ¿¡ ÀÖ´Â Áö±Ý ÀÌ ¶§. ³¯ »ý°¢ÇØ ÁÖ°Ô. ±×·¯¸é ³»°¡ °Å±â ÀÖÀ» ÅÍÀÌ´Ï. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the hills that we climb were just seasons out of time. ¿ì¸®´Â Áñ°Å¿ò°ú ±â»Ý, ±×¸®°í žçÀÇ °èÀýÀ» ÇÔ²² Áñ°åÁö. ÇÏÁö¸¸ Áö±Ý ¿ì¸®°¡ ¿À¸£´Â ÀÌ ¾ð´öµéÀº ÀÌÁ¦ ¸ðµÎ ½Ãµé¾î ÀÖ±º. Goodbye, papa, please prey for me. I was the black sheep of the family. You tried to teach me right from wrong. Too much wine and too much song. Wonder how I got along. Goodbye, papa, it's hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, now that the spring is in the air. Little children (are) everywhere. When you'll see them, I'll be there. ¾È³çÈ÷ °è¼¼¿ä. ¾Æ¹öÁö, Àý À§ÇØ ±âµµÇØ ÁÖ¼¼¿ä. Àü Ç×»ó Áý¾ÈÀÇ ¸»½é²Ù·¯±â¿´Áö¿ä. ¾Æ¹öÁö´Â Àú¿¡°Ô ¿Ç°í ±×¸§À» °¡¸£ÃÄ ÁÖ·Á ÇϼÌÁö¿ä. ¼úµµ ³Ê¹« ¸¹ÀÌ ¸¶½Ã°í, ³ë·¡µµ ³Ê¹« ¸¹ÀÌ ºÒ·¶°í, ¾î¶»°Ô »ì¾Æ ¿Ô´ÂÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î¿ä. º½±â¿îÀÌ Áö±Ý °ø±â ¼Ó¿¡ µ¹°í ÀÖ°í, ¿Â°® »õµéÀÌ Çϴÿ¡¼ ³ë·¡Çϰí ÀÖ´Â Áö±Ý, ÁױⰡ ¹«Ã´ Èûµé±º¿ä. ¾î¸°À̵éÀÌ »ç¹æ¿¡ ³î°í ÀÖ´Â Áö±Ý. ¾Æ¹öÁö°¡ ±× ¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» º¸°í ÀÖÀ» ¶§, ³ °Å±â ÀÖÀ» °Å¿ä. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone. ¿ì¸®´Â Áñ°Å¿ò°ú ±â»Ý, ±×¸®°í žçÀÇ °èÀýÀ» Áñ°åÁö. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ±× ¼ú°ú ³ë·¡µéÀº °èÀýó·³ ¸ðµÎ »ç¶óÁ® ¹ö·ÈÁö. Goodbye, Michelle, my little one. You gave me love and helped me find the sun. And every time that I was down, you would always come around. Got my feet back on the ground. Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, now that the spring is in the air. With the flowers everywhere, I wish that we could both be there. ¹Ì¼¿, ³» »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â ÀÌ¿©! ¾È³ç. ´ç½ÅÀº ³»°Ô »ç¶ûÀ» ÁÖ°í, ³»°¡ ´Ù½Ã žçÀ» ã´Â °ÍÀ» µµ¿Í ÁÖ¾úÁö¿ä. ³»°¡ ³«´ãÇØ ÀÖÀ» ¶§¿£, ´ç½ÅÀÌ Ç×»ó °ç¿¡ ÀÖ¾î ÁÖ¾úÁö¿ä. ³¯ ´Ù½Ã ¶È¹Ù·Î ¼°Ô ÇØ ÁÖ¾ú¾î¿ä. º½±â¿îÀÌ Áö±Ý °ø±â ¼Ó¿¡ µ¹°í ÀÖ°í, ¿Â°® »õµéÀÌ Çϴÿ¡¼ ³ë·¡Çϰí ÀÖ´Â Áö±Ý, ÁױⰡ ¹«Ã´ Èûµé±º¿ä. ²ÉÀÌ »ç¹æ¿¡ ÇǾî ÀÖ´Â Áö±Ý. ¿ì¸® µÑ ´Ù °Å±â ÀÖÀ¸¸é ¾ó¸¶³ª ÁÁÀ»±î¿ä. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun. But the stars that we could reach were just starfish on the beach. ¿ì¸®´Â Áñ°Å¿ò°ú ±â»Ý, ±×¸®°í žçÀÇ °èÀýÀ» Áñ°åÁö. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ì¸®°¡ ÀâÀ¸·Á Çß´ø º°µéÀº ¸ðµÎ ÇØº¯ÀÇ ºÒ°¡»ç¸®¿´¾î.