λ°₯ λλ°(Bob Dylan)μ λ―Έκ΅ λμ€μμ κ³Ό μμ κ²½κ³λ₯Ό νλ¬Όλ©°, κ°λ ¬ν μμ μΈμ΄μ μ¬νμ λ©μμ§λ‘ 20μΈκΈ°μ 21μΈκΈ° μμ κ³Ό λ¬Ένμ μ§λν μν₯μ λ―ΈμΉ μκ°λ€. κ·Έμ λνμ μΈ κ°μ¬λ λ¨μν λ Έλλ₯Ό λμ΄, μΈκ° μ‘΄μ¬μ λ³Έμ§, μ¬νμ λ³ν, μ¬λ, μμ€, μμ , κ·Έλ¦¬κ³ μΆμ μλ―Έλ₯Ό κΉμ΄ μκ² νꡬνλ€.
λνμ μΈ λ°₯ λλ° κ°μ¬ μκ°
1. ‘Blowin’ in the Wind’
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind— [The Official Bob Dylan Site]
μ΄ κ³‘μ μΈκΆ, νν, μμ μ λν μ§λ¬Έμ λμ§λ©°, λ΅μ λ°λμ μ€λ € μλ€λ μμ λ‘ μλλ₯Ό μ΄μν λ©μμ§λ₯Ό μ νλ€. 1960λ λ λ―Έκ΅ λ―ΌκΆμ΄λκ³Ό λ°μ μ΄λμ μμ§μ μ€μ¬μ΄ λμλ€.
2. ‘Like a Rolling Stone’
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
...
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?— [The Official Bob Dylan Site]
μ΄ κ³‘μ μ¬νμ μ§μμ μμ‘΄μ¬, μμ€κ³Ό μμ μ κ²½κ³μμ λ°©ν©νλ μΈκ°μ λ΄λ©΄μ μ λνλ©΄μλ μμ μΌλ‘ κ·Έλ €λΈλ€. λ‘ μμ μμ¬μ κ°μ₯ μλν 곑 μ€ νλλ‘ κΌ½νλ€.
3. ‘The Times They Are A-Changin’'
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’
Please get out of the new one
If you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’— [American Songwriter]
μ΄ κ³‘μ μΈλκ΅μ²΄μ μ¬νμ λ³ν, κΆμμ λν λμ μ λ΄μ, 1960λ λ λ―Έκ΅ μ²λ μΈλμ ꡬνΈκ° λμλ€.
4. ‘It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)’
Pointed threats, they bluff with disdain
Suicidal remarks are torn
From the fool’s gold mouthpiece, the empty horn
Plays wasted words, serves as a warning
That he who is not busy being born is busy dying— [Billboard]
μ΄ κ°μ¬λ νλ μ¬νμ μμ κ³Ό νμ, μΈκ° μ‘΄μ¬μ λ³Έμ§μ λν κΉμ ν΅μ°°μ λ΄κ³ μλ€.
5. ‘Visions of Johanna’
The ghost of electricity wails in the contours of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now claimed my place— [Billboard]
μ΄ κ³‘μ νμκ³Ό νμ€, μ¬λκ³Ό μμ€, λ΄λ©΄μ νΌλμ μ΄νμ€μ μμ μ΄λ―Έμ§λ‘ κ·Έλ €λΈλ€.
6. ‘Shelter from the Storm’
Well, I’m residing in a foreign land, but I’m destined to cross the line.
Beauty walks a razor’s edge; someday I’ll claim it as mine.
If only I could rewind to when God and her were born.
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll provide you
Shelter from the storm.”— [Billboard]
μ΄ κ³‘μ μ¬λκ³Ό μλ‘, μΆμ κ³ ν΅ μμμ νΌλμ²λ₯Ό μ°Ύλ μΈκ°μ κ°λ§μ λ΄λλ€.
7. ‘Forever Young’
May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation,
When the winds of changes shift.— [Shortlist]
μ΄ κ³‘μ μΈμμ΄ νλ¬λ λ³μΉ μλ μ μκ³Ό ν¬λ§, κ·Έλ¦¬κ³ μ¬λμ λ©μμ§λ₯Ό μ νλ€.
λ°₯ λλ°μ κ°μ¬λ λ¨μν λ Έλλ₯Ό λμ΄, μ¬νμ λ³ν, μΈκ° μ‘΄μ¬μ λ³Έμ§, μ¬λκ³Ό μμ€, μμ μ ν¬λ§ λ± λ³΄νΈμ μ£Όμ λ₯Ό μμ μΈμ΄λ‘ κΉμ΄ μκ² νꡬνλ€. κ·Έμ λ Έλλ μλλ₯Ό μ΄μν΄ μ¬μ ν λ§μ μ΄λ€μκ² μΈλ¦Όκ³Ό μ¬μ μ κ³κΈ°λ₯Ό μ 곡νλ€.
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[2016λ λ Έλ²¨λ¬Ένμ] λ°₯ λλ°(Bob Dylan, 1941~) : μλν λ―Έκ΅ λ Έλ μ ν΅ μμ μλ‘μ΄ μμ ννμ μ°½
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