Description
The freshness of the morning city suddenly becomes warmer when there is room for small joys: an omelet in the kitchen, a hurried kiss, a dream that has not yet faded after sleep. Love here is like early Seoul - noisy, bright, but so homely in the simplest details. Even traffic jams cease to be a source of irritation and become a reminder of the person you want to return to. A little naive, a little cinematic, but honest: a smile can really become an addiction.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Fresh love in Seoul.
An omelet in the morning.
A sweet kiss you gave me.
A beautiful dream we dream.
A taxi to work.
I can't stop thinking 'bout you.
I'm addicted to your smile.
Fresh love in Seoul.
Ooh, how can I be so sure?
Ooh, that this love is true?
Ooh, how can I be so sure?
Ooh, that this love is true?
Way back to home.
I hate every single car in this traffic jam.
I wish you still there.
Wish you still here.