Elvis Presley - Return To Sender / G.I.Blues

 

I gave a letter to the postman,
he put it his sack.
But in early next morning,
he brought my letter back.
내 편지를 우체배달부편에 붙였더니

배달가방에 넣어 갔어요

그런데 다음날 이른아침에 배달부는

그 편지를 되돌려 주었어요

She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back.
편지위에 이런글이 쓰여 있었어요 ;

발신자에게 회송. 주소불명. 번지누락.

둘이가 다투었지요. 첫 사랑편지인데..

난 그 아래에 다시 적었어요. 죄송하지만 다시 확인바랍니다.

꼭 배달 되어야 해요.

So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D.
But in early next morning
it came right back to me.
그런다음 속달우편으로

우편함에 넣어 놓았더니

다음날 이른아침에

되돌아 와 있었어요.

 
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
편지위에 이런글이 쓰여 있었어요 ;

발신자에게 회송. 주소불명. 번지, 지역 찾을 수 없음.

This time I'm gonna take it myself
and put it right in her hand.
And if it comes back the very next day
then I'll understand the writing on it
난 더이상 참을 수 없어

그의 손에 직접 건네 주었어요

그리고는 그 다음날에 나에게 그 편지 돌아 왔을 때

이렇게 덧 붙인 글이 ..

Return to sender, address unknown.
발신자에게 회송, 주소 불명

 

No such person, no such zone..

그런 사람 없음,  지역 찾을 수 없음..

 

 They give us a room
with a view of the beautiful Rhine
They give us a room
with a view of the beautiful Rhine
Gimme a muddy old creek
in Texas any old time

I've got those hup, two, three, four
occupation G.I. Blues
From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse

We get hasenpfeffer
and black pumpernickel for chow
We get hasenpfeffer
and black pumpernickel for chow
I'd blow my next month's pay
for a slice of Texas cow

We'd like to be heroes,
but all that we do here is march
We'd like to be heroes,
but all that we do here is march
And they don't give the Purple Heart
for a fallen arch

I've got those hup, two, three, four
occupation G.I. Blues
From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse

The frauleins are pretty as flowers
But we can't make a pass
The frauleins are pretty as flowers
But we can't make a pass
Cause they're all wearin' signs saying:
"Keepen sie off the grass"

I've got those hup, two, three, four
occupation G.I. Blues
From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse