A Korean hip-hop track where seasonal change triggers an inescapable recollection.
A Korean hip-hop track where seasonal change triggers an inescapable recollection.
The lyric leans into the physicality of memory without making it pretty.
'Georimada saekkkari dallajil ttae', everywhere the colors change, sets a scene that's vivid but passive, something you witness rather than control.
A Korean hip-hop track where seasonal change triggers an inescapable recollection.
I don't know I don't know I could smell it.
The lyric leans into the physicality of memory without making it pretty. 'Georimada saekkkari dallajil ttae', everywhere the colors change, sets a scene that's vivid but passive, something you witness rather than control. It's a song about being ambushed by your own senses.
The repeated 'I don't know I don't know' right before 'Gaeullaemsae' does a lot of heavy lifting. It's not confusion so much as resignation, the singer knows exactly what's happening, but can't explain why it keeps happening. That 'I could smell it' feels less like a discovery and more like a surrender to a sensation that arrives whether you want it or not.
That double 'I don't know' stalls the thought just enough to let the smell hit. It's the moment before the memory fully lands, a small pause that holds everything.
The way 'Gaeullaemsae' hangs in the air after each verse, almost like a scent itself. It becomes less a word and more a trigger.
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Georimada saekkkari dallajil ttae, everywhere
Ireol ttaemyeon hangsang ne saenggagi nani wae
I don't know I don't know
I could smell it...
Sinhodaegijunge yeollin
Chachangeul tonghae heulleodeureooneun
Baramui naeeumi...
Waenji nal jageukhae
Naeryeoyaman haesseo
Amudena chareul dae, geotgi sijakhaesseo
Dukkeoun otcharimui yeojadeul
I like it this way...
O amado nacheoreom nalssiga ssalssalhaejil ttae
Geunyang jibe gal su eomneun
Sarami kkwae mannnabwa...
Otgiseul yeomigoseo I georireul geotdaga
Oops, nachigeun I punggyeong
I know I've been here...
Eodinga iksukhan ireumui gage, hapil wae
Yeogi I gillo wasseulkka jamunhajiman
What am I to do now...
Nae meoriwaneun dalli manheun geol
Gieokhanabwa nae du ba
Georimada saekkkari dallajil ttae, everywhere
Ireol ttaemyeon hangsang ne saenggagi nani wae
I don't know I don't know
Gaeullaemsae... Gaeullaemsae...
Gaeullaemsae, naemsaega na
Gaeullaemsae, I could smell it...
Gaeullaemsae, naemsaega na
Although I said I'll go hard...
I gongmaneun eojjeol su eobseo, mianhae
Isanghaji, kkok nan gaeuri omyeon
Ireoke iseongjeogin jeopgeuni an dwae
Da ijeoganeun dangye...
I don't wanna sing no breakup song
Hajiman nae mameun geu bandae...
It's getting worse since the day you've gone
Neowa naui yeongyeol gori...
Ijen eopgetji nado ara...
Tto dareun inyeoni ogetjiman
I can't get you out of my mind
Georimada saekkkari dallajil ttae, everywhere
Ireol ttaemyeon hangsang ne saenggagi nani wae
I don't know I don't know...
Gaeullaemsae... Gaeullaemsae...
Gaeullaemsae, naemsaega na
Gaeullaemsae, I could smell it...
Gaeullaemsae, naemsaega na
Amureokena geolchin hudiwa
Mokjeokji eobsi uriga...
Geotdeon I gil, chuwojigi jikjeoni doemyeon
Jakkuman saenggagi na...
Amureokena geolchin hudiwa
Mokjeokji eobsi uriga...
Geotdeon I gil, chuwojigi jikjeoni doemyeon
Jakkuman saenggagi na
Georimada saekkkari dallajil ttae, everywhere
Ireol ttaemyeon hangsang ne saenggagi nani wae
I don't know I don't know
Gaeullaemsae... Gaeullaemsae...
Gaeullaemsae, naemsaega na
Gaeullaemsae, I could smell it...
Gaeullaemsae, naemsaega na
Jeoneonaemsae...I could smell it
Gungogumanaemsae...I could smell it
A Korean hip-hop track where seasonal change triggers an inescapable recollection. The lyric leans into the physicality of memory without making it pretty. 'Georimada saekkkari dallajil ttae', everywhere the colors change, sets a scene that's vivid but passive, something you witness rather than control.
Verbal Jint performs "I Smell Auntumn", and this lyric page sits inside the Verbal Jint catalog on LyroVerse.
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