It’s cold – Epik High

Spring comes and flowers bloom
Summer comes and memories melt but…

The four seasons don’t suit me well, I’m a cold person
My hard personality is like the skin-cutting winter
The cold wind – you all know
To me, coldness is everything, it’s like the winter sea
Send a boat off and you’ll see that I’m not an island but an iceberg
I lost my focus because my eyes are frosted
The cold memories have been trampled
I keep screaming even without my uvula
I was an icy road with only painful scars remaining
My heart crumbled as if an avalanche came down
After I put things back in place
The lights were off and it was night
Though the sun called you has risen
The snow-covered mountain does not melt

It’s cold here even when I hide my hands in my pocket
It’s so cold even when I blow into my hands
My heart is so frozen that my lips get cracked

I’m the only cold one even when I wrap my body in blankets
It’s so cold even when I’m in someone’s embrace
I try to block the hole in my heart but the wind keeps coming in

The spring comes with a fluttering heart
But I’m standing at the tip of fall
My memories have stopped in the winter
I’ve put all the warmth in between the cracked skin of my dried heart
Memories are trapped inside the frozen river
But it holds onto me and doesn’t let go of my hand
After I got to know the cold separation
The blooming spring doesn’t come anymore
Cherry blossoms fall like snowflakes, it’s cold here
Sunshine falls like a snowstorm, it’s only cold for me
If I touch anything, it freezes so I’m afraid to hold your hand
Because if you come close to me, your heart might catch a cold too

It’s cold here even when I hide my hands in my pocket
It’s so cold even when I blow into my hands
My heart is so frozen that my lips get cracked

I’m the only cold one even when I wrap my body in blankets
It’s so cold even when I’m in someone’s embrace
I try to block the hole in my heart but the wind keeps coming in

I’m cold as ice. I’m cold as ice. I’m cold as ice. So cold.

Spring comes and flowers bloom
Summer comes and memories melt but here…

It’s cold here, it’s so cold
My heart is so frozen that my lips get cracked

It’s only cold for me, it’s so cold
I try to block the hole in my heart but the wind keeps coming in

 

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