Monday, May 20, 2013

Loneliness, In the Palm of My Hand English Translation - Mad Clown

I consider "Loneliness In The Palm Of My Hand" Mad Clown's "Ars Poetica." It's a brilliant piece that talks about his music. This is his music about his music. It also represents the kind of lyricist he is, he jumps from telling a story to painting a picture with so much ease that it's easy to not recognize the transition. 

Click here for the english translation of E-Sens' Poison.

Enjoy the song. My favorite lines:


I write, and write, and write, and write
Until dawn starts painting the sky dark blue
I could feel what's in my chest slowly chipping away
The pencil on my left hand,
This is loneliness, in the palm of that hand





Mad Clown - Loneliness, In the Palm of My Hand English Translation



Verse 1
I wasn't really sure what this will be about when I started
I just want to unload some of these emotions building up inside
That intensity in my heart, so I picked up my pen
The clock's hand says 2 am

I can't grasp the meaning of the words lingering in my head
And they crawl their way to my lips
One by one, one by one, carefully and sincerely
I write them down in my notebook

“Starlight,” “alleyway,” these words are coming out
Calmly, carefully, I wrote them on the paper
I polish, recite, and spread them out on the blank sheet
But none makes sense so I threw them away

I write, and write, and write, and write
Until dawn starts painting the sky dark blue
I could feel what's in my chest slowly chipping away
The pencil on my left hand,
This is loneliness, in the palm of that hand






Click here to check out the lyrics of LeeSsang's "I Am" feat. Epik High.
 
 

Hook
One, two, just keep on counting
How long should I go on?
Answer me
Three, four, will I survive if I endure this pain?
Who will take away my loneliness?

One, two, just keep on coutning
Again one, two, go on counting
One, two, I'm trying  to survive this
One, two, I'm trying to survive this

Verse 2

After school, I always turn to my boom box
And I danced alone on the second floor of the deserted school hallway
Slamming my body against the floor, alone for hours
I was trying to shed loneliness, not sweat

I hate going to that place where I’m all alone
I walk for two hours on a cold winter night
One step, two steps, my footprints shape the snow
But I can't seem to reach home, it's too far

I filled my body with food but I remained hungry
Anywhere I go to practice becomes cold
I spent my childhood like a ball stuck under a car one long night, Trapped in melancholy

I turn, and turn, and turn, and turn
Only music stayed up all night and cried for me
I wiped my sweat with my hand,
Loneliness is a callus, in the palm of my hand

Hook
Verse 3When I open my eyes, I found a different me
The sun sets again, devouring time
In my chest there are 26 suns
With a few scars engraved by past loves

And the days I was alone, like a child
Tears dropped all over the place
As I swore the world I will prove the world I am something
I emptied a few soju glasses that were filled to the brim with insecurities

I kept on hating myself to insanity
The worthless me in my twenties is carved deep into my body like a fingerprint
I try to tear it all off, I violently scratch my body
I screamed a few groans of pain around dawn

It's all locked up
[In] my heavy chest, I soothe the pain
That is stuck like calluses on my palms that burn every dawn
Dark night, loneliness, in the palm of my hand

Hook

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