Like the Korean consonant gi-eok, I want to go back to our firsts
Just like before when we were stumbled of everything that is worse
They mocked your music and said you'd never make it
You received mistreatment and a handful of hate but you never quit
Time flies when you’re having fun
I remember dancing to your song “Run”
How I shed tears for “Spring Day” because it comforted me
And how those HYYH trailers are nerve wracking, I can’t bear to see
People started to recognize you with “Blood, Sweat and Tears”
It started to get deafening with all the loud cheers
You addressed youth with its growth and emotional agony
And the world slowly opened their doors with perfect harmony
As people get to know you gradually, you still did your best
You still give it your all and stood among the rest
Seven years later, we knew you'd make it and you’ll be here
From a small independent company that grew with you every year
Your music became art that inspires
And you became artists that everyone admires
I remember when you first won your daesang in two thousand and sixteen
That was one of the memorable moments that ARMYs have ever seen
Now come 2020 and you filled your bag
You also have come a hefty price on your tag
But with these successes you are still you
Just wiser and a bit crackhead too
Going back to the beginning just like before (come prima)
Where we have our gi-eoks, and we’ll create some more
We are the firsts and the beginning of each other
And even when this world forgets, our family will always remember
