Кей-поп: охотницы на демонов: Премия айдолов

Look, the last few weeks have been hard. And I admit I haven't been at my best. But I know we can win tomorrow. We just have to sing the right

lʊk, ðə læst fju wiks hæv bɪn hɑrd. ənd aɪ ədˈmɪt aɪ ˈhævənt bɪn æt maɪ bɛst. bət aɪ noʊ wi kən wɪn təˈmɑˌroʊ. wi ʤɪst hæv tɪ sɪŋ ðə raɪt

song. And "Takedown" isn't...

sɔŋ. ənd "takedown" ˈɪzənt...

It's okay, Rumi.

ɪts ˌoʊˈkeɪ, rumi.

We agree.

wi əˈgri.

It's not the song that's going to connect all our fans.

ɪts nɑt ðə sɔŋ ðæts goʊɪŋ tɪ kəˈnɛkt ɔl ɑr fænz.

It can't even connect us.

ɪt kænt ˈivɪn kəˈnɛkt ˈjuˈɛs.

I know our faults and fears must never be seen, but, look, I'm kind of a difficult person: overly blunt, short-fused, highly aggressive. My whole

aɪ noʊ ɑr fɔlts ənd fɪrz məst ˈnɛvər bi sin, bət, lʊk, əm kaɪnd əv ə ˈdɪfəkəlt ˈpərsən: ˈoʊvərli blənt, short-fused, ˈhaɪli əˈgrɛsɪv. maɪ hoʊl

life, those things were a liability. But somehow, with you guys, they're okay.

laɪf, ðoʊz θɪŋz wər ə ˌlaɪəˈbɪlɪti. bət ˈsəmˌhaʊ, wɪθ ju gaɪz, ðɛr ˌoʊˈkeɪ.

I feel the same way. Before I joined HUNTR/X, I felt like my thoughts and my lyrics and all my notebooks were just useless and weird. But with the

aɪ fil ðə seɪm weɪ. ˌbiˈfɔr aɪ ʤɔɪnd huntr/x, aɪ fɛlt laɪk maɪ θɔts ənd maɪ ˈlɪrɪks ənd ɔl maɪ ˈnoʊtˌbʊks wər ʤɪst ˈjusləs ənd wɪrd. bət wɪθ ðə

two of you, they mean something. I mean something.

tu əv ju, ðeɪ min ˈsəmθɪŋ. aɪ min ˈsəmθɪŋ.

I'm afraid of losing you guys, too. And that's why we have to finish this. All these fears, it's the demons talking. But tomorrow, we can win this

əm əˈfreɪd əv ˈluzɪŋ ju gaɪz, tu. ənd ðæts waɪ wi hæv tɪ ˈfɪnɪʃ ðɪs. ɔl ðiz fɪrz, ɪts ðə ˈdimənz ˈtɔkɪŋ. bət təˈmɑˌroʊ, wi kən wɪn ðɪs

war. And when the Honmoon is sealed, we will be free of these demons. Free of these fears forever. And then we can take a hiatus. Maybe go to the

wɔr. ənd wɪn ðə honmoon ɪz sild, wi wɪl bi fri əv ðiz ˈdimənz. fri əv ðiz fɪrz fərˈɛvər. ənd ðɛn wi kən teɪk ə haɪˈeɪtəs. ˈmeɪbi goʊ tɪ ðə

bathhouse together?

bathhouse təˈgɛðər?

What?

wət?

You mean the women's bathhouse? Not the men's?

ju min ðə ˈwɪmənz bathhouse? nɑt ðə mɛnz?

I will fight for a spa day with you.

aɪ wɪl faɪt fər ə spɑ deɪ wɪθ ju.

Let's do it! Wait, so what song are we singing?

lɛts du ɪt! weɪt, soʊ wət sɔŋ ər wi ˈsɪŋɪŋ?

"Golden."

"ˈgoʊldən."

"Takedown"! I mean "Golden." Definitely "Golden."

"takedown"! aɪ min "ˈgoʊldən." ˈdɛfənətli "ˈgoʊldən."

It's a song about the best of us.

ɪts ə sɔŋ əˈbaʊt ðə bɛst əv ˈjuˈɛs.

Rumi, your voice good to go?

rumi, jʊr vɔɪs gʊd tɪ goʊ?

Never been stronger.

ˈnɛvər bɪn ˈstrɔŋgər.

Happy fans?

ˈhæpi fænz?

Happy Honmoon!

ˈhæpi honmoon!

Finally, the moment you've been waiting for. Here are the five-year reigning champs of the International Idol Awards, HUNTR/X! Versus the heart-stealing

ˈfaɪnəli, ðə ˈmoʊmənt juv bɪn ˈweɪtɪŋ fər. hir ər ðə ˈfaɪvˌjɪr ˈreɪnɪŋ ʧæmps əv ðə ˌɪnərˈnæʃənɑl ˈaɪdəl əˈwɔrdz, huntr/x! ˈvərsəz ðə heart-stealing

newcomers, the Saja Boys! Who will win?

ˈnuˌkəmərz, ðə saja bɔɪz! hu wɪl wɪn?

Ugh. Look at that smug face. I'm going to freaking smash it.

əg. lʊk æt ðət sməg feɪs. əm goʊɪŋ tɪ ˈfrikɪŋ smæʃ ɪt.

Save it for the stage.

seɪv ɪt fər ðə steɪʤ.

Please welcome to the stage, the Saja Boys!

pliz ˈwɛlkəm tɪ ðə steɪʤ, ðə saja bɔɪz!

I hate Abs!

aɪ heɪt ˈeɪˈbiˈɛs!

Girls, the Saja Boys are fighting.

gərlz, ðə saja bɔɪz ər ˈfaɪtɪŋ.

What?

wət?

That means we're on now!

ðət minz wɪr ɔn naʊ!

Okay. This is it. For the fans.

ˌoʊˈkeɪ. ðɪs ɪz ɪt. fər ðə fænz.

For the world.

fər ðə wərld.

For us.

fər ˈjuˈɛs.

Yes! We win this, and then we celebrate with Itaewon corn dogs!

jɛs! wi wɪn ðɪs, ənd ðɛn wi ˈsɛləˌbreɪt wɪθ itaewon kɔrn dɔgz!

Yay!

jeɪ!