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I personally prefer this song.
Cold Love
I'm past the age to experience this kind of love.
You get the feeling right from the start
Was this song chosen for me?
Not sweet at all
It's solemn and stirring.
Did Yonghwa experince a heartbreak?
The lyrics, the lyrics are...
I don't think you can write lyrics like that if you haven't experienced it.
Yonghwa really understands the human heart.
You can't write good songs if you haven't experienced love.
So What is Cold Love really about?
We asked the members during their world tour.
So refreshing!
A very rare opportunity to take a break in the afternoon.
They all look so happy.
But fans kept approaching them.
They are popular in Chile, even though it's on the other side of the world.
CNBLUE came to a peaceful park.
Don't you usually meet a girl at places like this?
Would Minhyuk be able to meet a girl?
Come here
Jonghyun, you can't do that!
Let me introduce my girlfriend.
I just want to be with my girlfriend in a place like this, just once.
CNBLUE's songs tell the story of their loves.
Please tell us about it.
Yonghwa, when was the last time you dated?
It's been a long time.
Trainee, trainee days.
It's the same for everyone here.
I can't remember anymore.
Sometimes, Minhyuk will say to us, in a really serious tone,
It seems my all love cells have died.
I don't remember the feeling of falling for someone anymore.
I want to fall in love.
Then where do you get the inspiration for your songs?
I mean, I still have the memories.
I'm the type who gets dumped.
What?
The girl usually has a change of heart first.
When I break up
If I don't like someone anymore, I will end things with that person.
I think it's the kinder thing to do.
I wouldn't be able to write at that moment. Not right away
But after some time has passed, when I feel better
Then I can write about it.
Cold Love is a song that will make your heart ache.
When I first played the song for the members,
They all said, this is awesome.
It's so good. It should be the title track.
The first time I heard it, I got goosebumps everywhere.
It's like a trap, where you can't get rid of the goosebumps.
Feeling of piercing pain.
It's good.
When you write a song for yourself, because you know your vocal skills well,
You just naturally include that when you compose.
Not bad. Write a song for me in the future.
It's a good song. I did a really good job recording it.
After he listened to it, he said I was good.
You don't need to, but I can't help but play again and again.
Others will say, it's all the same, but I still played for 6 hours.
About the live performance.
Because we have a lot of concert experiences now, we don't feel as much pressure anymore.
But this is our first solo Comeback Show.
We really want to perform our best.
We just have to keep practicing really hard.
You with your lifeless hello
Me who senses this is the end
Oh Wanna change
Back to when we were still in love
You with your solemn face
Me with my light-hearted jokes
Oh Wanna change
Back to when we were still in love
I'm trapped in this state of sadness
Just can't escape
Your words of apology, I'm already crumbling
What to do
In this cruel love
My heart stopped beating
Torn apart and broken
into pieces
In this sick love
I stopped breathing
Slowly drawing to death
Wilting away, day by day
Like wildflowers
A sonata of farewell
Doesn't need words to be understood
Oh Wanna change
Back to when we were still in love
The loving glance
The coldness in your embrace
Oh Wanna change
Back to when we were still in love
I'm stuck in this parting sadness
Just can't get out
Your words of regret, I weaver again
What to do
In this cruel love
My heart stopped beating
Torn apart and broken
into pieces
In this sick love
I stopped breathing
Slowly drawing to death
Wilting away, day by day
Like wildflowers
The tears hidden behind my smile
Fall like they've been waiting all along
Oh Wanna change
Back to when we were still in love
In this cruel love
I fall to pieces
And all the love that no longer exist
In this sick love
I stopped breathing
Slowing drawing to death
Wilting away, day by day
Like wildflowers