콩 [Hide and Seek] [English translation]

The start of a day and the repeat of the same things in my life

I hope I won’t lose myself

I’m a small bean in the basket called world

If happiness was hiding in some corner of my youth

I would’ve searched in the trash can, under the table, in the shoe box

But the things I hoped for aren’t here

happiness is only a rumor I’ve never witnessed

feeling hungover in the morning, I encounter my food

I have to swallow this in order to make it, I have to go out

maybe life is like the soles of my father’s shoes

hitting endlessly the ground, worn out and hurting

If happiness is like hide and seek

I would’ve searched like crazy every corner, alley and street

when everyone was laughing at me with a clueless expression

I didn’t find the answer to see, I just believed

November of 2011, I was a small bean in a bag

I believed that the black bag wouldn’t be my sky

since repeatition and ordinariness aren’t sins

so I curl up and count

It's still the middle of the night

The night of the 27th, the night I walked aimlessly

I stood under the streetlight without knowing where to go next

the night of the 27th, I was so pathetic

I felt like I would get caught if I opened my eyes

the faraway times that night

When the sun rises, I’ll live another day that was just like yesterday

I’ll follow the busy subway, the same footsteps

when we talk about dreams while drinking, I couldn’t speak truthfully

in case anyone would notice, I talked even louder

I want to escape from this place

I want to live as myself

before I get more coward, before I get scared, I want to live as myself now

a small bean with sadness and a few drops of tears in its body

and holding on the shining belief, enduring the endless nights

I believe in myself,I endure my dreams

I knowing that me being pathetic is only temporary

just like a bean that one day will sprout

I’m getting tougher inside the black bag

The night of the 27th, the night I walked aimlessly

I stood under the streetlight without knowing where to go next

the night of the 27th, I was so pathetic

I felt like I would get caught if I opened my eyes

the faraway times that night

I endured another day angered by the world again

it was hard to be courageous and easy to give up

I counted, you better hide because I see your hair

where are you hiding? wherever you go, it doesn’t matter

Now, one, two, three, four, again, five, four, three, two

the world calls me a tagger,and I covered my eyes

I used to be confused but now I’m walking my own way

If I count to ten and tomorrow comes, I’ll shine more

I’ll shine even more

The night of the 27th, the night I walked aimlessly

I stood under the streetlight without knowing where to go next

the night of the 27th, I was so pathetic

I felt like I would get caught if I opened my eyes

the faraway times that night

• Artist:Mad Clown
• Album:Piece of Mine