2012. 10. 13. 16:41ㆍ카테고리 없음
It is not the critic who counts;
not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles,
or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
whose face in marred by dust and sweat and blood;
who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again,
because there is no effort without error and shortcoming;
but who does actually strive to do the deeds;
who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions;
who spends himself in a worthy cause;
who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement,
and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly,
so that his place shall never be with
those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
비판자는 중요하지 않습니다.
강자가 실수하는 것을 지적하거나 어떤 행동을 실천한 사람에게
이러쿵저러쿵 논평하는 자 말입니다.
공을 돌려야 할 주인공은 실제로 경기장에 나선 사람 입니다.
얼굴이 먼지와 땀과 피로 범벅이 된 사람입니다.
실수를 하고 거듭 기대에 못 미친 사람입니다.
착오와 부족함이 없는 시도란 없는 법이니 말입니다.
하지만 바로 위업을 달성하기 위해 애쓰는 사람,
위대한 열정과 위대한 헌신을 아는 사람,
값진 대의에 자신을 바치는 사람입니다.
잘해봤자 끝에 가서야 위업을 달성할 수 있음을 아는 사람 입니다.
못해도 최소한 과감히 도전하다 실패를 한다면,
승리나 패배도 모르는냉정하고 소심한 영혼들과는
결코 동등한 위치가 아님을 아는 사람인 것입니다.
From a speech by Theodore Roosevelt,
"The Man in the Arena: Citizenship in a Republic",
address delivered at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910.
I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardiganWelcome to the land of fame, excess, whoa am I gotta fit in?Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first timeLook to my right, and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy, everybody seems so famousMy tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesickToo much pressure and I'm nervousThat's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And the Jay-Z song was onAnd the Jay-Z song was onAnd the Jay-Z song was on
So I put my hands up, they're playin' my songThe butterflies fly awayI'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!"Movin' my hips like "Yeah!"
Got my hands up, they're playin' my songAnd now I'm gonna be okayYeah! It's a party in the USA!Yeah! It's a party in the USA!
Get to the club in my taxi cabEverybody's lookin' at me nowLike "Who's that chick that's rockin' kicksShe's gotta be from out of town"
So hard with my girls not around meIt's definitely not a Nashville party'Cause all I see are stilettosI guess I never got the memo
My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesickToo much pressure and I'm nervousThat's when the DJ dropped my favorite tune
And the Britney song was onAnd the Britney song was onAnd the Britney song was on
So I put my hands up, they're playin' my songThe butterflies fly awayI'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!"Movin' my hips like "Yeah!"
Got my hands up, they're playin' my songAnd now I'm gonna be okayYeah! It's a party in the USA!Yeah! It's a party in the USA!
Feel like hoppin' on a flight, on a flightBack to my hometown tonight, town tonightSomething stops me every time, every timeThe DJ plays my song and I feel alright
So I put my hands up, they're playin' my songThe butterflies fly awayI'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!"Movin' my hips like "Yeah!"
Got my hands up, they're playin' my songAnd now I'm gonna be okayYeah! It's a party in the USA!Yeah! It's a party in the USA!
So I put my hands up, they're playin' my songThe butterflies fly awayI'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!"Movin' my hips like "Yeah!"
Got my hands up, they're playin' my songAnd now I'm gonna be okayYeah! It's a party in the USA!Yeah! It's a party in the USA!