Beast (비스트) - Dream Girl (Color Coded Lyrics Han/Rom/Eng/가사)

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  • Опубликовано: 2 янв 2025

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  • @AbigailRTeh
    @AbigailRTeh 2 года назад +8

    Their sexiest song, not many groups are as versatile as they are. Their body of work stands the test of time.

  • @최시라-z1k
    @최시라-z1k 4 года назад +11

    이 노래도 자주 들었는데 ㅠㅠ💕

  • @adorablehoney8324
    @adorablehoney8324 4 года назад +15

    Beast was that boy group! My first kpop stan group 💕

  • @dynntno
    @dynntno Год назад +3

    I love all BEAST/HIGHLIGHT songs, they never disappoint with their songs and vocals but this one has a special place in my heart. There's something about this song that I can't explain, it sounded so perfect. 💙🧡❤️💛💚💜

    • @mayas.5050
      @mayas.5050 Год назад

      I literally just remembered this song and can't believe I went so long without listening to it! B2st will always come before any other k boy band for me 🥹🫶🏾

  • @ninanani9742
    @ninanani9742 4 года назад +13

    still one of my favourite songs💕

  • @The0103050
    @The0103050 2 года назад +3

    Junhyung is a talented song writer😍

  • @ksssus
    @ksssus 3 года назад +3

    1:26~

  • @liutianchanzwiers3706
    @liutianchanzwiers3706 2 года назад +1

    aaaah replaaaay

  • @goldenmodem8722
    @goldenmodem8722 Год назад

    Dreams don’t give me what I haven’t already had, at least I’m not history, and I’m not miserably sad, I’m just missing a peace, and she never sings to me, she’s only giving me riveting in a slough of missing tracks, with every deep whistling of a launching pad, the missile of mystery is a rocket blast of trickery in an imagery halved, and isn’t she glad, she’s isn’t with me, not even in dreams, but that doesn’t make my self esteem literally flat, she doesn’t run through my dreams, but she runs through my mind while I’m trying to build a foundation on the weight of empty slabs, methodic with a sonic pass, her voice never stops my way, she flies by like a slight grey from a dark day to a sunken mask, and the veil never lifts, it rips frail chips off a trip that spirals in a viral lapse, fast fooled, I’m that cool, cold nights cradle the tale I script, with a trail of wits built from a stalling gasp, I wonder where the motor will, carry me over hills, where her heart will open up to my slower build, going last, place the bases where I can create a basic plan of a loving attack, unruly cutting class, I’m lower, maybe middle upper, she’s at the top of a fraction where I can’t find satisfaction from her hidden naps, I’m the one forbidden, never forgetting I’m alone, but even when I’m missing I’m always giving back.