Butterfly

kkumboda gibun joheun kkum
neomuna wanbyeokhan ohu
geu huro sijakdoen seollem
neoui ireumeul malhal ttaen
aju bimilseureon teumeul yeosbon aicheoreom
naccseolgo myohan gibuniya

neoran gyejeori baramgyeore bureoodeusi
neol saenggakhamyeon buseuseuhage
meorikari heuteojigon hae
ama saranginga bwa
neoreul tteoollin modeun sungan
nabiga nae mame nara
nae mame nara ba ba ba

igeon nadapji anhjiman
jogeumeun deultteun geot gata
machi i punggyeongeul neoro da chaeun geoscheoreom
ontong da neoppuniya
eoneu bome naerin saehayan kkoccipdeulcheoreom
mwonga ttaseuhan neukkimiya

neoran gyejeori baramgyeore bureoodeusi
neol saenggakhamyeon buseuseuhage
meorikari heuteojigon hae
ama saranginga bwa
neoreul tteoollin modeun sungan
nabiga nae mame nara

majuchin baro geu sungan geu sungan
eosaekhage useobeoryeossdeon neowa na
geu sairo bulssuk bureoon gamjeongeun
nal nunbusige eojireophyeo

neoran gyejeori baramgyeore bureoodeusi
neol saenggakhamyeon buseuseuhage
meorikari heuteojigon hae igeon ama
ama saranginga bwa
neoreul tteoollin modeun sungan sungan
nabiga nae mame nara
nabiga nae mame nara
Oh nabiga nae mame nara woo

Dream that puts me in a better mood than a dream
Such a perfect afternoon
Heart flutters that started after that
When I say your name
Like a kid who peeked into a very secretive space
It’s an unfamiliar and strange feeling

Like how the season of you blows in with the wind
When I think of you
My hair gets disheveled
It must be love
Every moment when I think of you
A butterfly flies in my heart
(It flies in my heart ba ba ba)

It’s not like me but
I think I’m a bit excited
As if I’ve filled this scenery only with you
It’s only you everywhere

Like the white flower petals in spring
It’s somewhat of a warm feeling

Like how the season of you blows in with the wind
When I think of you
My hair gets disheveled
It must be love
Every moment when I think of you
A butterfly flies in my heart

That moment, that moment we come face to face
You and I smiled awkwardly
The feelings that emerge between us
Brightly make a mess of me

Like how the season of you blows in with the wind
When I think of you
My hair gets disheveled
It must be love
Every moment when I think of you
A butterfly flies in my heart
Oh, a butterfly flies in my heart, woo