๋ถ๋ฅ:๋์ฆ๋ ์์
์ด ๋ฌธ์์ ์๋ณธ์ ์ธ๋ถ ์ํค์์ ๊ฐ์ ธ์์ต๋๋ค.
1. ๊ฐ์[ํธ์ง]
1992๋
๊ฐ๋ดํ ๋์ฆ๋ ๋ฎค์ง์ปฌ ์ํ ๋ด์ค๋ณด์ด์ ์ฌ์ด๋ํธ๋. ์จ๋ฐ ๋ฉฉ์ปจ์ด ์๊ณก, ์ญ ํ ๋๋ง์ด ์์ฌํ์์ผ๋ฉฐ, ์ญ ์ผ๋ฆฌ ์ญ์ ํฌ๋ฆฌ์ค์ฐฌ ๋ฒ ์ผ์ด ๋
ธ๋๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ ๋ค.
์์ค์์ ์ญ์ด ๋ฐ์ด๋น๋์ ๊ฐ์กฑ์ ๋ง๋ ๋ค ๊ฐ์กฑ์ด ์๋ ๊ฒ์ ๋ถ๋ฌ์ํ์ง๋ง ์ข์ง ์์ ํ์ค์ ์์ฃผํ์ง ์๊ณ ๋์ ๋ฒ์ด ๊ธฐํ์ ๋ ์ธ ์ฐํํ๋ก ๊ฐ๊ฒ ๋ค๊ณ ๋ค์งํ๋ ๋ ธ๋์ด๋ค. ์ดํ ์ญ์ด ๋ฐ์ด๋น๋๋ฅผ ์งํค๊ธฐ ์ํด ํฐ๋ฆฌ์ฒ์ ์ ์์ ๋ฐ์๋ค์ฌ ์ค์ค๋ก ์๋ ์์ผ๋ก ๋ค์ด๊ฐ ๋ค ๋ฐ๋ณต(reprise)๋์ด ๋ค์ ํ ๋ฒ ๋ฑ์ฅํ๋ค.
2011๋ ๋ด์ ์ง์์ ์ด์ฐ๋๊ณ 2012๋ ๋ธ๋ก๋์จ์ด๋ก ์ฎ๊ฒจ๊ฐ ๋ฎค์ง์ปฌ ๋ด์์ฆ์ ์ฝ์ ๋์์ผ๋ฉฐ ์ญ ์ผ๋ฆฌ ์ญ์ ์ ๋ ๋ฏธ ์กฐ๋๊ณผ ํฌ๋ฌ์น ์ญ์ ์ค๋๋ฅ ํค๋-๋ณผ์ ๊ฐ ๋ ธ๋๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ ๋ค.
์ํ์ ์์์์ ์ญ์ด ํฌ๋ฌ์น์๊ฒ ๋ด์์ ๋ ๋ ์ฐํํ๋ก ํฅํ ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๋ ์์ ์ ๊ฟ์ ์ด์ผ๊ธฐํด์ฃผ๊ณ , ํฌ๋ฌ์น์ ๋ถํธํ ๋ค๋ฆฌ๋ ์ฐํํ์์๋ ๋ฌธ์ ๋์ง ์์ ๊ฒ์ด๋ผ๋ฉฐ ํจ๊ป ๊ฟ์ ํค์๋๊ฐ๋ ๋ ธ๋์ด๋ค. ์ดํ ํ์ ์งํ๊ฐ ๊ฐ์ ๋ก ํด์ฐ๋๊ณ ํฌ๋ฌ์น๊ฐ ์๋ ์์ผ๋ก ์กํ๊ฐ์ ์ญ์ด ๋๋ดํ๋ฉฐ ๊ณง ๋ด์์ ์์ํ ๋ ๋๋ฒ๋ฆฌ๊ฒ ๋ค๊ณ ๋ค์งํ๋ ์ฅ๋ฉด์์ ๋ฐ๋ณต๋์ด ๋ค์ ํ ๋ฒ ๋ฑ์ฅํ๋ค. ๋ํ, ์๊ณก๊ฐ ์จ๋ฐ ๋ฉฉ์ปจ์ด ํผ์๋ ธ ๋ฐ์ฃผ๋ฅผ ์น๊ณ ์ญ ์ผ๋ฆฌ ์ญ์ ์ ๋ ๋ฏธ ์กฐ๋์ด ๋ ธ๋๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ฌ๋ณด๋ ํธ๋์ด ๋ณด๋์ค ํธ๋์ผ๋ก ์ค๋ ค์๋ค.
์์ค์์ ์ญ์ด ๋ฐ์ด๋น๋์ ๊ฐ์กฑ์ ๋ง๋ ๋ค ๊ฐ์กฑ์ด ์๋ ๊ฒ์ ๋ถ๋ฌ์ํ์ง๋ง ์ข์ง ์์ ํ์ค์ ์์ฃผํ์ง ์๊ณ ๋์ ๋ฒ์ด ๊ธฐํ์ ๋ ์ธ ์ฐํํ๋ก ๊ฐ๊ฒ ๋ค๊ณ ๋ค์งํ๋ ๋ ธ๋์ด๋ค. ์ดํ ์ญ์ด ๋ฐ์ด๋น๋๋ฅผ ์งํค๊ธฐ ์ํด ํฐ๋ฆฌ์ฒ์ ์ ์์ ๋ฐ์๋ค์ฌ ์ค์ค๋ก ์๋ ์์ผ๋ก ๋ค์ด๊ฐ ๋ค ๋ฐ๋ณต(reprise)๋์ด ๋ค์ ํ ๋ฒ ๋ฑ์ฅํ๋ค.
2011๋ ๋ด์ ์ง์์ ์ด์ฐ๋๊ณ 2012๋ ๋ธ๋ก๋์จ์ด๋ก ์ฎ๊ฒจ๊ฐ ๋ฎค์ง์ปฌ ๋ด์์ฆ์ ์ฝ์ ๋์์ผ๋ฉฐ ์ญ ์ผ๋ฆฌ ์ญ์ ์ ๋ ๋ฏธ ์กฐ๋๊ณผ ํฌ๋ฌ์น ์ญ์ ์ค๋๋ฅ ํค๋-๋ณผ์ ๊ฐ ๋ ธ๋๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ ๋ค.
์ํ์ ์์์์ ์ญ์ด ํฌ๋ฌ์น์๊ฒ ๋ด์์ ๋ ๋ ์ฐํํ๋ก ํฅํ ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๋ ์์ ์ ๊ฟ์ ์ด์ผ๊ธฐํด์ฃผ๊ณ , ํฌ๋ฌ์น์ ๋ถํธํ ๋ค๋ฆฌ๋ ์ฐํํ์์๋ ๋ฌธ์ ๋์ง ์์ ๊ฒ์ด๋ผ๋ฉฐ ํจ๊ป ๊ฟ์ ํค์๋๊ฐ๋ ๋ ธ๋์ด๋ค. ์ดํ ํ์ ์งํ๊ฐ ๊ฐ์ ๋ก ํด์ฐ๋๊ณ ํฌ๋ฌ์น๊ฐ ์๋ ์์ผ๋ก ์กํ๊ฐ์ ์ญ์ด ๋๋ดํ๋ฉฐ ๊ณง ๋ด์์ ์์ํ ๋ ๋๋ฒ๋ฆฌ๊ฒ ๋ค๊ณ ๋ค์งํ๋ ์ฅ๋ฉด์์ ๋ฐ๋ณต๋์ด ๋ค์ ํ ๋ฒ ๋ฑ์ฅํ๋ค. ๋ํ, ์๊ณก๊ฐ ์จ๋ฐ ๋ฉฉ์ปจ์ด ํผ์๋ ธ ๋ฐ์ฃผ๋ฅผ ์น๊ณ ์ญ ์ผ๋ฆฌ ์ญ์ ์ ๋ ๋ฏธ ์กฐ๋์ด ๋ ธ๋๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ฌ๋ณด๋ ํธ๋์ด ๋ณด๋์ค ํธ๋์ผ๋ก ์ค๋ ค์๋ค.
2. ์ค์ฌ ์ํ ๋ด์ค๋ณด์ด (1992)[ํธ์ง]
๋ฐ๋งค | |
๋
น์ | |
์ฅ๋ฅด | |
๋ฌ๋ ํ์ | 4:18, 1:49 |
๋ฐ๋งค์ฌ | |
์๊ณก๊ฐ | |
์์ฌ๊ฐ | ์ญ ํ ๋๋ง |
ํ๋ก๋์ | ์จ๋ฐ ๋ฉฉ์ปจ, J.A.C. ๋ ๋ํฌ๋, ์ผ๋ ์ค๋ฅดํ
๊ฐ |
2.1. Santa Fe[ํธ์ง]
Santa Fe - Christian Bale |
์๋ฌธ |
So that's what they call a family Mother, daughter, father, son Guess that everythin' you heard about is true So you ain't got any family Well who said you needed one? Ain't you glad nobody's waiting up for you? When I dream, on my own I'm alone but I ain't lonely For a dreamer, night's the only time of day When the city's finally sleepin' And my thoughts begin to stray And I'm on the train that's bound for Santa Fe And I'm free, like the wind Like I'm gonna live forever It's a feelin' time can never take away! All I need's a few more dollars And I'm outta here to stay Dreams comes true, yes they do In Santa Fe Where does it say that you gotta live and die here? Where does it say a guy can't catch a break? Why should you only take what you're given? Why should you spend your whole life livin' Trapped where they ain't no future, even at seventeen Breakin' your back for someone else's sake? If the life don't seem to suit ya, how 'bout a change of scene? Far from the lousy headlines and the deadlines in between Santa Fe, are you there? Do you swear you won't forget me? If I found you, would you let me come and stay? I ain't getting any younger And before my dyin' day I want space! Not just air! Let them laugh in my face, I don't care! Save a place I'll be there So that's what they call a family Ain't you glad you ain't that way? Ain't you glad you got a dream called Santa Fe? |
2.2. Santa Fe (Reprise)[ํธ์ง]
Santa Fe (Reprise) - Christian Bale |
์๋ฌธ |
Santa Fe, my old friend I can't spend my whole life hidin' You're the only light that's guidin' me today Will you keep a candle burnin'? Will you help me find my way? You're my chance to break free And who knows when my next one will be? Santa Fe Wait for me |
3. ๋ฎค์ง์ปฌ ๋ด์์ฆ (2011)[ํธ์ง]
๋ฐ๋งค | |
๋
น์ | |
์ฅ๋ฅด | |
๋ฌ๋ ํ์ | 3:05, 3:12 |
๋ฐ๋งค์ฌ | |
์๊ณก๊ฐ | |
์์ฌ๊ฐ | ์ญ ํ ๋๋ง |
ํ๋ก๋์ | ํฌ๋ฆฌ์ค ๋ชฌํ, ๋ง์ดํด ์ฝ์ฌ๋ฆฐ, ํ๋ญํฌ ํ๋ฆฌํํฐ, ์จ๋ฐ ๋ฉฉ์ปจ |
3.1. Santa Fe (Prologue)[ํธ์ง]
Santa Fe (Prologue) - Andrew Keenan-Bolger, Jeremy Jordan |
Santa Fe (Prologue) - ๊ฐ์์ผ, ์๊ฒฝ์ |
์๋ฌธ | ํ๊ตญ์ดํ |
[JACK, spoken] Them streets down there, they sucked the life right outta my old man Well they ain't doin' that to me [CRUTCHIE, spoken] But everyone wants to come to New York [JACK, spoken] You keep your small life in the big city Give me a big life in a small town (sung) They say folks is dyin' to get here Me, I'm dyin' to get away To a little town out west That's spankin' new And while I ain't never been there I can see it clear as day If you want I bet'cha you could see it, too Close your eyes, come with me Where it's clean and green and pretty And they went and made a city outta clay Why, the minute that ya get there Folks'll walk right up and say "Welcome home, son Welcome home to Santa Fe!" Plantin' crops, splittin' rails Swappin' tales around the fire 'Cept for Sunday when you lie around all day Soon your friends are more like family And they's beggin' you to stay! Ain't that neat? Livin' sweet In Santa Fe (spoken) Hey, no one worries about no gimp leg in Santa Fe You just hop a Palomino, you'll ride in style! [CRUTCHIE, spoken] Picture me, ridin' in style [JACK, spoken] Hey, I bet a few months of clean air, you could toss that crutch for good! [JACK & CRUTCHIE] Santa Fe, you can bet We won't let them bastards beat us We won't beg no one to treat us fair and square There's a life that's worth the livin' And I'm gonna do my share [jack] Work the land, chase the sun [JACK & CRUTCHIE] Swim the whole Rio Grande just for fun! [crutchie] Watch me stand! Watch me run... [JACK, spoken] Hey, hey... (sung) Don't you know that we's a family? Would I let you down? No way Just hold on, kid 'Til that train makes Santa Fe | [์ญ, ๋งํ๋ฉฐ] ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์๋ฒ์ง ๋ง์ผ, ์ ๋ฐ์ ์ ๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ์์ ์ํผ๊น์ง ๋ค ๋นจ์๋จนํ์ด ๋ ์ ๋ ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ์ ์ด ๊ฑฐ์ผ [ํฌ๋ฌ์น, ๋งํ๋ฉฐ] ํ์ง๋ง ๋ค๋ค ์ด๊ณณ์ ์ค๊ณ ์ถ์ด ํ๋ ๊ฑธ [์ญ, ๋งํ๋ฉฐ] ๋ ํฐ ๋์์์ ์ฌ๋๋ง ์ธ์ ์ด์ ๋ ์ฌ๋๋ง ๋์์์ ์์ ๋กญ๊ณ ๋ฉ์ง๊ฒ ์ด๋๋ค (๋ ธ๋ํ๋ฉฐ) ๋ค๋ค ์ฌ๊ธฐ ์ค๊ณ ์ถ๋ ๋๋ ๋ ๋๊ณ ์ถ์ด ์ ๊ธฐ ์ ๋ฉ๋ฆฌ ๊ธฐ๊ฐ ๋งํ ๋๋ค ํ ๋ฒ๋ ์ ๊ฐ๋ดค์ง๋ง ๋๋ฌด ์ ๋ช ํ์์ ๊ฐ์ ํ ๋ฐ๋ผ๋ฉด ๋ณผ ์ ์๋ ๊ฑธ ๋๊ฐ๊ณ ๊ทธ๋ ค๋ด ๋ง๊ณ ๊นจ๋ํ ํ๋์ ๋ถ๊ฒ ํ์ค๋ฅด๋ ํ์ ๋ฉ์ง ๊ณณ ๋ฐ๋ปํ๊ฒ ์ธ์ฌํ๋ฉฐ ๋๋ฅผ ๋ฐ๊ฒจ์ค ๊ฑฐ์ผ "์ด์ ์์ ์ฌ๊ธฐ๋ ์ค, ์ฐํํ!" ๋๋ง์ ์ง์์ ์๋ํ ๋ชจ๋ฅ๋ถ ๊ณ์ ํ๋ค ๋๋ ์ด ์ ์๋ ์นจ๋๋ ์ฌ๋ํ๋ ์น๊ตฌ๋ค๊ณผ ๋งค์ผ๋งค์ผ ํ๋ณตํด ์ผ๋ง๋ ์ข์๊น ์ค, ์ฐํํ (๋งํ๋ฉฐ) ์ฐํํ์์ ๋ค๋ฆฌ ๋๋ฌธ์ ๊ฑฑ์ ํ ๊ฑฐ ํ๋๋ ์์ด ์ง๋๊ฐ๋ ๋ง ํ ๋ง๋ฆฌ ๋ถ์ก์ ํ๊ณ ๊ทธ๋ฅ ์นด์ฐ๋ณด์ด ์คํ์ผ๋ก ๋ฌ๋ฆฌ๋ฉด ๋ผ! [ํฌ๋ฌ์น, ๋งํ๋ฉฐ] ๊ทธ๋ผ ๋๋ ํ๊ณ ์ถ๋ค, ์นด์ฐ๋ณด์ด ์คํ์ผ๋ก ๋ฌ๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ [์ญ, ๋งํ๋ฉฐ] ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ์ ๊นจ๋ํ ๊ณต๊ธฐ๋ง ๋ช ๋ฌ ๋ง์๋ฉด ๋ ์ด ๋ชฉ๋ฐ๋ ๊ทธ๋ฅ ๊ฐ๋ค ๋ฒ๋ ค๋ ๋ ๊ฑธ! [์ & ํฌ๋ฌ์น] ์ฐํํ, ๋ ๊ทธ๋ ค ์ฐ๋ฆด ์ง๋ฐ๋ ๋ ์๊ณ ๋น์ฐธํ๊ณ ์๋ฌ์ด ๋ฐค๋ ์์ด ์ฌ๋๋ต๊ฒ ์ฌ๋ ์ธ์ ๋๋ ๋๋ผ๊ณ ์ถ์ด [์ญ] ๋ฐ๋์ ๋ฐ๋ผ์ [์ญ & ํฌ๋ฌ์น] ๋ง๋๋ก ์ด๋๋ ๋ ๋์! [ํฌ๋ฌ์น] ๋ ๋ฐ๋ก! ๋ธ ๊ฑฐ์ผ... [์ญ, ๋งํ๋ฉฐ] ์ผ... (๋ ธ๋ํ๋ฉฐ) ์์ง, ์ฐ๋ฆฐ ๊ฐ์กฑ์ด์ผ ํผ์๊ฐ ์๋, ์ ๋ ์ข๋ง ๋ฒํ จ ์กฐ๊ทธ๋ง ๋ ์ฐํํ |
3.2. Santa Fe[ํธ์ง]
Santa Fe - Jeremy Jordan |
Santa Fe - ์๊ฒฝ์ |
์๋ฌธ | ํ๊ตญ์ดํ |
Folks, we finally got our headline "Newsies Crushed as Bulls Attack" Crutchie's calling me Dumb crip's just too damn slow Guys are fightin', bleedin', fallin' Thanks to good ole' Captain Jack Captain Jack just wants to close his eyes and Go! Let me go far away Somewhere they won't ever find me And tomorrow won't remind me of today And the city's finally sleepin' And the moon looks old and grey I get on a train thats bound for Santa Fe And I'm gone, and I'm done No more running, no more lying No more fat old man denying me my pay Just a moon so big and yellow It turns night right into day Dreams come true, yeah they do In Santa Fe Where does it say you gotta live and die here? Where does it say a guy can't catch a break? Why should you only take what you're given? Why should you spend your whole life living Trapped where there ain't no future even at 17! Breaking your back for someone else's sake! If the life don't seem to suit you, how about a change of scene? Far from the lousy headlines and the deadlines in between Santa Fe, my old friend I can't spend my whole life dreaming Though I know thats all I seem inclined to do I ain't getting any younger And I wanna start brand new I need space and fresh air Let 'em laugh in my face, I don't care Save my place I'll be there Just be real is all I'm asking Not some painting in my head Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you today I got nothing if I ain't got Santa Fe | ์ค๋ ์ ๋ฌธ์ ๋ ๊ธฐ์ฌ๋ "์ ๋ฌธํ์ด ๋ ์ฐธํจ" ๋๋ ค๊ฐ๋ ๊ทธ์ ์ผ๊ตด์ด ๋ณด์ฌ ํผํ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์ฐ๋ฌ์ก์ง ๋ค ๋ ๋๋ฌธ์ด์ผ, ์ญ ๋ฐ๋ณด์ฒ๋ผ ์๋ฌด๊ฒ๋ ๋ชปํ์ด! ๊ฐ ์๋ง ์๋ค๋ฉด ๋๋ฅผ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๋ ๊ณณ์ผ๋ก ์ํ ์๊ฐ๋ค์ ์์ ์ ์๊ฒ ํ์๊ฒ ๋ฐ๋ ๋ฌ๋น ์ ๋ชจ๋๊ฐ ์ ์ด ๋ค ๋ ๊ธฐ์ฐจ ํ๊ณ ์ฌ๊ธธ ๋ ๋ ์ฐํํ ๋ค ์๊ณ ๊ฐ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ์ผํ ๋งํผ ๋๋ ๋ฐ๊ณ ๋ฌผ๋ฌํฐ์ง ๋ฐ๋ก ๋ธ ํ์ ์์ด ๋ฌ๋น๋ง์ ๋ฐ๋ปํ๊ณ ๊ณ ํต์ ์์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ๊ฐ์ ํ ๋ฐ๋ผ๋ค ์ค, ์ฐํํ ์ด๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ๋ค ์ฃฝ์ ์๋ ์์ด ๋ด๊ฒ๋ ํ๋ณตํ ๊ธฐํ๋ฅผ ์ค ์ ์ด๋ฐ ํ์ค์ ๋งค๋ฌ๋ฆด๊น ์กฐ๊ทธ๋ง ์ฒ ์ฐฝ ์์ ๊ฐํ ๊ฐ์ฒ๋ผ ์ด์์์ด ๋ฑ๊ณจ์ด ํ๋๋ก! ๋ด ๋๋ค ๋ฐฐ๋ง ๋ถ๋ ค์ฃผ๋ฉด์! ๋ฏธ์น๋์ฒ๋ผ ๋ฌ๋ ค๋ ์๋ ์ด ์๋ณด์ฌ ๋ฐ๋ฒ๋ฅ ์น๋ฉฐ ์ด๊ธด ์ซ์ด ์ด์ ๋ ์ด์ ์ฐํํ, ๋ ์ํด ๋์ ๊ฐ๊ณ ๋ ์ฌ๋ฆฌ๋ฉด ์์ ์กํ ๋ฏ ๋ ์ฌ๋ผ์ง๋ ๊ฑธ ์๊ณ ์ด๋ผํ ๋ด ์ธ์ ๋ฒ์ด๋๊ณ ์ถ์๋ฐ ์จ๋งํ, ๋ต๋ตํด ์ด๋ฐ ๋ ๋น์๊ณ ์ํด๋ ์ธ์ ๊ฐ ๊ฐ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ๋ถ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ง์ด ์๋๊ธธ ๊ฟ์ด ์๋๊ธธ ๋ฐ๋ ์ ๋ ์ ๋ผ, ๋ ๋๋ง์ ์์ผ๋ฉด ๋ด๊ฒ ๋ ํ๋ ๋ฟ์ด์ผ ์ฐํํ |
3.3. Santa Fe (Bonus Track)[ํธ์ง]
Santa Fe - Jeremy Jordan, Alan Menken |
์๋ฌธ |
They say folks is dyin' to get here Me, I'm dyin' to get away To a little town out west That's spankin' new And while I ain't never been there I can see it clear as day If you want I bet'cha you could see it, too Close your eyes, come with me Where it's clean and green and pretty And they went and made a city outta clay Why, the minute that ya get there Folks'll walk right up and say "Welcome home, son Welcome home to Santa Fe!" Plantin' crops, splittin' rails Swappin' tales around the fire 'Cept for Sunday when you lie around all day Soon your friends are more like family And they's beggin' you to stay! Ain't that neat? Livin' sweet In Santa Fe Don't you know that we's a family? Would I let you down? No way Just hold on, kid 'Til that train makes Santa Fe |