The dream of having a drink The lights that pull me in the far distance Even if I’m weak A man has to walk alone Sometimes I fall from the wind Young and sorrowful days When my sad dreams crumble down I couldn’t pick it back up Even when I got on my knees
The man who wants to marry, the woman who wants to marry They endure through and live each day but are always in the same place The man who wants to marry has no money to get married The woman who wants to marry has no man to get married to
I’m still an oppa Oppa, oppa, oppa, I wanna go back to being an oppa Please don’t call a man with a potbelly, an ahjuhsshi1 I may not be skinny but I’m so cute