KOREAN:
[RM]
Ah-ah
yeonseupsaeng
eojjibomyeon na jacheijiman
mworago hyeongyonghal su eobtneun georeon mal
eodingae sokhajido anhgo
geureohdago mueongareul hago ittjido anheun
geureon shigi gwadogi
naega geu yeonseupsaeng shinbuneuro
salmyeonseo gajang gongyongseureowottdeon geon
chincheokdeulgwa chingudeurye eonje naolgeonyago
debwi eonjehal geonyago haneun geureon
geu jilmun deurieottda
naneun dabeul hal suga eobseottda
waenyamyeon nado meoreunikka
nado geu dabeul al su eobseunikka
jashingamgwa nae daehal hwakshineul gatgo
i gose wattjiman
nareul gidarideon geon jeongmal dareun hyeonshil
ajikdo samnyeoni jinan jigeumdo
naega nagamyeon gayogyereul jeongbokhaebeorigettda
hal su isseul geot gatda ireon hwakshinmeul chatdagado
maksang PDnimdeulgwa seonsaengnimdeulkke honnago namyeon
naega jeongmal amugeotdo anin geot gateun
jeongmal meonjibakke andwengeot gateun geureon gibun
kkog machi nae ape pureureun badaga ittdagado
dwireul dorabomyeon
hwangryanghan samagi nal gidarineun geot gateun geu gibun
jeongmal geureon moraeshigye gateun gibuneseo
geu gibun sogeseo
naneun nae yeonseupsaeng samnyeoneul bonaettda
geurigo naneun jigeum debwireul apdugo ittda
nega debwireul hadeorado
ama dareun badawa dareun samagi nareul gidarigo isseul geoshida
geuchiman jogeumdo duryeoji anhda
bunmyeong jigeum nareul mandeungeon
jigeum naega bon badawa geu samaginikka
jeoldae itji anheul geoshida
naega bwattdeon geu badawa geu samageul
naneun yeonseupsaenginikka
TRANSLATION:
[RM]
Ah-ah
Trainee
In many ways, this term defines my existence,
but at the same time it is a term that I can never truly explain.
A period of time, a state of transition
where I could neither belong anywhere
nor do anything.
The biggest concerns I had living as a trainee
were the questions of friends and family
"When are you going to come out?"
"When are you going to debut?"
Questions like these.
I couldn't give them an answer,
because I didn't know either
Because such answers were unknowable.
Though I came here through a certain confidence
and belief in myself,
what awaited me was a different kind of reality:
Even now, after three years have passed,
even as I occasionally gain the self-certainty to think things like
"once I debut, I will conquer the music industry",
whenever I hear the criticisms of the producers and teachers
I am again overwhelmed by the realization that I am nothing,
that I am as inconsequential as a speck of dust.
It's as if though before me lies the bluest ocean,
and if I turn to look back,
a vast desert awaits me.
In this hourglass-like mindset,
in this mood,
I spent my three years as a trainee.
And now, my debut is finally drawing near.
Even after I debut,
new oceans and new deserts will likely await me.
I am not afraid,
because what has made me who I am
are the oceans and deserts I have witnessed until this moment.
I will never forget
the oceans and deserts I have seen.
Because I am a trainee
