Song Min Ho (송민호), Moon Hee Gyeong (문희경) – Don’t Call Me Mama (엄마야)

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작사: 송민호, 문희경 | 작곡: 송민호, Choice37 | 편곡: Choice37
Lyricists: Song Min Ho, Moon Hee Gyeong | Composers: Song Min Ho, Choice37 | Arranger: Choice37

엄마야 왜 또 불러 엄마야
왜 또 불러 엄마야 왜 또 불러
Don’t Call Me Mama
엄마야 왜 또 불러 엄마야
왜 또 불러 엄마야 왜 또 불러
Don’t Call Me Mama

지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨 내가 밥솥이니
지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨 아주 상전이지
지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨
너는 손이 없니 발이 없니
지겨 지겨
Don’t Call Me Mama

What’s my name
what’s my name 문희경
엄마이기 전에 멋진
이름 석자 문희경 워
내 딸은 시크해 내게 무시줘
지가 제일 잘난줄 알아
웃겨 너는 딱 중2병

너는 개나 소나 랩 하냐
콧방귀 뀌었지만
You feel that mother
mother call me 센언니
일진 아줌마 같다고
엄마를 놀려? 삐쳤어
멋있어 한마디가 어렵니
(엄마 멋져) 넌 밀렸어

사회에선 당당한데
집에서는 작아져
바다같은 꿈을 꿔도
난 엄마라는 난파선

지긋지긋해 고무장갑에 앞치마는
버려버릴래 꼬우면 니가 해 huh
이제 내 인생 멋지게 살래
어차피 아들은 송민호

휘 저어 이 무대에 홍수가 나게
휘 저어 미숫가루를 섞듯이
휘 저어
두 모자간의 케미스트리
질투난다면 늦었지 늦었어

엄마야 왜 또 불러 엄마야
왜 또 불러 엄마야 왜 또 불러
Don’t Call Me Mama
엄마야 왜 또 불러 엄마야
왜 또 불러 엄마야 왜 또 불러
Don’t Call Me Mama

지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨 내가 밥솥이니
지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨 아주 상전이지
지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨
너는 손이 없니 발이 없니
지겨 지겨
Don’t Call Me Mama

사실 나는 할말이 없지
엄마한테 전화하기도
2주만에 한번씩
사랑해란 말은 의무적으로 하긴 해
I love you mom
몇달에 한번 만나고
헤어질 땐 뽀뽀도 함

이런저런 일들로
번 돈으로 빚을 갚고
매달 첫날에는 생활비를
보내 어깨 펴라고
잔소리는 내가 더 많이 해
필요하면 말하라고
편히 해외 놀러 가시라고
어디서든 스트레스 풀고 오시라고

오케이
아버지 자동차 바꿔줄게요
창문은 방탄유리
부엌엔 다이아 샹들리에
그래서 내가 더 바쁘지
그보다 전화 좀 자주해
하루에 한번은 힘드네
효도를 하는 게 말과는 다르게
어려워 엄마한테 잘해

휘 저어 이 무대에 홍수가 나게
휘 저어 미숫가루를 섞듯이
휘 저어
두 모자간의 케미스트리
질투난다면 늦었지 늦었어

너나 나대지마 난 내 멋대로 살거야
이젠 100세 시대야
그래 이건 엄마의 반항이야
(꼽냐!?)

낄낄대는 시키 들은 Kill kill
얼른 피해피해 모두 GG쳐
엄마이기 전에 청춘이야 이것들아
My dreams will come true

엄마야 왜 또 불러 엄마야
왜 또 불러 엄마야 왜 또 불러
Don’t Call Me Mama
엄마야 왜 또 불러 엄마야
왜 또 불러 엄마야 왜 또 불러
Don’t Call Me Mama

지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨 내가 밥솥이니
지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨 아주 상전이지
지겨 지겨 지겨 지겨
너는 손이 없니 발이 없니
지겨 지겨
Don’t Call Me Mama

엄마야

[Romanization]

eommaya wae tto bulleo eommaya
wae tto bulleo eommaya wae tto bulleo
Don’t Call Me Mama
eommaya wae tto bulleo eommaya
wae tto bulleo eommaya wae tto bulleo
Don’t Call Me Mama

jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo naega babsotini
jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo aju sangjeoniji
jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo
neoneun soni eopni bari eopni
jigyeo jigyeo
Don’t Call Me Mama

What’s my name
What’s my name Moon Hee Gyeong
eommaigi jeone meotjin
ireum seokja Moon Hee Gyeong wo
nae ttareun shikeuhae naege mushijwo
jiga jeil jallanjul ara
utkyeo neoneun ttak jungibyeong

neoneun gaena sona raeb hanya
kotbanggwi kkwieotjiman
You feel that mother
mother call me sen eonni
iljin ajumma gatdago
eommareul nollyeo? ppichyeosseo
meoshisseo hanmadiga eoryeobni
(eomma meotjyeo) neon millyeosseo

sahoeeseon dangdanghande
jibeseoneun jagajyeo
badagateun kkumeul kkwodo
nan eommaraneun nanpaseon

jigeut jigeuthae gomujanggabe apchimaneun
beoryeobeorillae kkoumyeon niga hae Huh
ije nae insaeng meotjige sallae
eochapi adeureun Song Min Ho

hwi jeo.eo i mudaee hongsuga nage
hwi jeo.eo misutgarureul seokkdeushi
hwi jeo.eo
du mojaganui kemiseuteuri
jiltunandamyeon neujeotji neujeosseo

eommaya wae tto bulleo eommaya
wae tto bulleo eommaya wae tto bulleo
Don’t Call Me Mama
eommaya wae tto bulleo eommaya
wae tto bulleo eommaya wae tto bulleo
Don’t Call Me Mama

jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo naega babsotini
jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo aju sangjeoniji
jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo
neoneun soni eopni bari eopni
jigyeo jigyeo
Don’t Call Me Mama

sashil naneun halmari eopji
eommahante jeonhwahagido
ijumane hanbeonsshik
saranghaeran mareun uimujeogeuro hagin hae
I Love you mom
myeotdare hanbeon mannago
heeojil ttaen ppoppodo ham

ireon jeoreon ildeullo
beon doneuro bijeul gapgo
maedal cheotnareneun saenghwalbireul
bonae eokkae pyeorago
jansorineun naega deo manhi hae
pilyohamyeon malharago
pyeonhi haewoe nolleo gashirago
eodiseodeun seuteureseu pulgo oshirago

okei
abeoji jadongcha bakkwojulkeyo
changmuneun bangtanyuri
bueoken daia syangdeullie
keuraeseo naega deo bappeuji
keuboda jeonhwa jom jajuhae
harue hanbeoneun himdeune
hyodorul haneun ge malgwaneun dareuge
eoryeowo eommahante jalhae

hwi jeo.eo i mudaee hongsuga nage
hwi jeo.eo misutgarureul seokkdeushi
hwi jeo.eo
du mojaganui kemiseuteuri
jiltunandamyeon neujeotji neujeosseo

neona nadaejima nan nae meotdaero salkeoya
ijen baekse shidaeya
keurae igeon eommaui banhangiya
(kkobnya!?)

kkilkkil daeneun shiki deureun Kill Kill
eolleun pihae pihae modu GGchyeo
eommaigi jeone cheongchuniya igeotdeura
My dreams will come true

eommaya wae tto bulleo eommaya
wae tto bulleo eommaya wae tto bulleo
Don’t Call Me Mama
eommaya wae tto bulleo eommaya
wae tto bulleo eommaya wae tto bulleo
Don’t Call Me Mama

jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo naega babsotini
jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo aju sangjeoniji
jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo jigyeo
neoneun soni eopni bari eopni
jigyeo jigyeo
Don’t Call Me Mama

eommaya

[Translations]

Mother (why did you call me again!) x3
Don’t call me mama
Mother (why did you call me again!) x3
Don’t call me mama

Sick sick sick sick
Am I your rice cooker?
Sick sick sick sick
You’re acting like master
Sick sick sick sick
Don’t you have hand and feet?
Sick sick
Don’t call me mama

What’s my name
What’s my name Moon Hee Gyeong
Before i was a mother
My cool name Moon Hee Gyeong
My daughter is chic
She ignore me
She thinks she’s the best, funny
But daughter you are exactly twelvy

You thinks everyone raps
I snorted, I feel that mother mother
Call me tough sister
You tease my saying that I look like aunty bully?
I’m sulky
“You are cool?” is that one sentence is hard to say?
(Mom, you are cool) You pushed me away

Confident in society but nothing at home
I dream of a dream like an ocean
But I’m a wrecked ship cause I’m a mother

I’m sick of this that I want to throw away my rubber glove and apron
If you’re not happy then daughter you do it
I want to live my life coolly from now on
After all, my son is Song Min Ho!

We’re going to stir this stage until it floods
Just like stirring up roasted rice flour
Stir it up, both mother and son’s chemistry
If you’re jealous then it’s too late, too late

Mother (why did you call me again!) x3
Don’t call me mama
Mother (why did you call me again!) x3
Don’t call me mama

Sick sick sick sick
Am I your rice cooker?
Sick sick sick sick
You’re acting like master
Sick sick sick sick
Don’t you have hand and feet?
Sick sick
Don’t call me mama

Actually I don’t have anything to say
I called my mom once every two weeks
I say “I love you” mandatorily
I love you mom
Meeting her once after few months
I kiss her when we part, muaaaah!

I pay debts with money I earn working here and there
Every first day of months I send her money
Relax your shoulder
I nag more than her, telling her if she needs anything tell me
Go for holiday comfortably, go anywhere where you can relief your stress

Okay
I will change the car for you father
Car door to be bulletproof’s glass
Kitchen to have diamond chandelier
Telling that’s why I’m getting busier
Just call more often rather than those promises
It’ll be hard to do once everyday
Being a good son is harder than it being said
Although it’s hard, be good to your mother

We’re going to stir this stage until it floods
Just like stirring up roasted rice flour
Stir it up, both mother and son’s chemistry
If you’re jealous then it’s too late, too late

You don’t get nosy
I will live my life in my own way
It’s now 100 years generations
Yeah this is your mother rebellion
(You care?)

Bastard who are snickering, kill kill
Quickly hide hide, all mice mice (hit!)
It was youth before mother you know
My dreams will come true

Mother (why did you call me again!) x3
Don’t call me mama
Mother (why did you call me again!) x3
Don’t call me mama

Sick sick sick sick
Am I your rice cooker?
Sick sick sick sick
You’re acting like master
Sick sick sick sick
Don’t you have hand and feet?
Sick sick
Don’t call me mama

[Romanized by: sleeplessaliana]
[Korean lyric by: naver music]
[Translated by: JTBC Ent.]
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