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Verse 1: Minos)
Only when I’m dreaming, the repetition of Earth’s violent rotation
Annoyed tone, “Quit dreaming! You fool”
No, I’m still a dreamer
The protagonist of my life, after finding my principles
Where is Waldo?
The globe’s central axis, my role
Don’t interfere. Surprise, don’t need a reenactment
It’s time to rotate around with me in the center, attention
I’m the creator, who dares to reason with me?((Reference to American rapper, Tyler the Creator. The word for ‘reasoning with someone (타일러), sounds like Tyler.))
Verse 2: Kebee)
Why are you trying to just hover around a destination?
Come on in, not in the system, but within my center
Can’t be a tooth of a saw, a helper, or a tail
You know me? Life’s molars, that’s what’s up
Gain confidence within the speed of light
In the future soul, after taking a sip
An artist’s sharpened pride from his/her enthusiasm
The kid who wasn’t able to break an egg, breaks through the world and flies
Hook)
You gotta let me go
You gotta set me free
You make me feel like
Whoo~
Run, run, run
run, run, run
You gotta let me go
You gotta set me free
You make me feel like
Whoo~
Run, run, run
run, run, run
Verse 3: Kebee)
Must have already landed on the moon, I’m feeling fly
As if I’m the one poet, call my name out to the world
Eccentric person with the full template, still young grown man
My dream has ripened quite deliciously
I’m over the words: aren’t you distressed from doing music
I’m on the moon and the earth is rotating, over and out
Anyways, I’m not a scientist, this is just a comparison
The world’s gone crazy? I just pick my ears
Verse 4: Minos)
Like a florist, know how to buy flowers
Full of life’s scent, you and I, and this song
Smells like teen spirit, I look at you
Flustered people can’t smell this ((Reference to Nirvana’s song: ‘Smells like Teen Spirit’. The next line, ‘코베인 자들은 맡지못해’ has been translated as ‘flustered people can’t smell this’. Additionally, the 코베인 part sounds like the last name of Nirvana’s member: Kurt Cobain))
Like Rodin’s ‘The Thinker’ your head is down, a mere satellite
Being jealous of wonderful things, mere hypocrisy
Overcome all the gravitational pulls dragging you down
This is like first love. Poke! Make the buds bloom
Hook)