Owis brings a dreamy vibe with the song ‘Museum.’ The lyricist 썸머 (Summer), along with Paulina Cerrilla and others, weaves a tale of memories that feel like art preserved in time. The music pulls you into a world where moments from the past are frozen like exhibits in a gallery.
Released: March 23, 2026
Museum
Owis
Lyricist
썸머 (Summer) (Kor), Paulina Cerrilla & Others
Museum Lyrics English Translation by Owis
썸머 (Summer) describes memories as ‘pieces holding that moonlight,’ stitching them into a sleeping universe. The line, ‘We look like a work of art,’ turns love into something timeless, as if it belongs in a museum. The performer creates a soundscape where the listener floats through a green forest and looks up at the sea, feeling like a dream.
Hi, it’s me againHi, it’s me again.
I was just thinkingI was just thinking.
We should have been in a museum, hmmWe should have been in a museum, hmm.
Amudo yeolji mothage, gamchwodun chae ileobeorinHidden away and lost so no one could open it,
Geu narui gieok, geu dalbicheul dameun jogakdeurithe memories of that day, the pieces holding that moonlight,
Jami deun nae ujureul sunoa neoreul arabogeembroider my sleeping universe so I can recognize you.
Like, ooh, I knewLike, ooh, I knew.
Sigan sogeseo buseojin memoriesMemories shattered in time.
Nado moreuge sujipdoen missing pieceA missing piece collected without me even knowing.
Jame deulmyeon now I’m in the galleryWhen I fall asleep, now I’m in the gallery.
Huimihaejin moment in the frameA faded moment in the frame.
(Call it what you call it, but I just)(Call it what you call it, but I just.)
Oh, baby, yеahOh, baby, yeah.
I feel like, I feel like I’m in a museumI feel like, I feel like I’m in a museum.
I feel likе, I feel like, I feel like a sceneI feel like, I feel like, I feel like a scene.
Haneureul balgo seo isseo, like I’m dreamingI’m standing on the sky, like I’m dreaming.
Oh, a museum, babyOh, a museum, baby.
We look like a work of art, a work of artWe look like a work of art, a work of art.
Chorokbichui supeul nara ollaseoFlying over a green forest,
Badareul ollyeoda bwa feels like I’m dreamingI look up at the sea, feels like I’m dreaming.
Oh, a museum, babyOh, a museum, baby.
Twenty-eight on the mapTwenty-eight on the map.
Gallajin teum ttara move onFollowing the crack, move on.
Amudo mollatdeon bimildo (Ha), aesseo moreun cheok chamatdeon chimmukdo (Ooh, ooh)Even the secrets no one knew (Ha), and the silence I endured while pretending not to know (Ooh, ooh).
On display in this room huh, yeahOn display in this room, huh, yeah.
Frozen in a moment in the frameFrozen in a moment in the frame.
(Call it what you call it, but I just)(Call it what you call it, but I just.)
Oh, baby, yeahOh, baby, yeah.
I feel like, I feel like I’m in a museumI feel like, I feel like I’m in a museum.
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like a scene (Yeah)I feel like, I feel like, I feel like a scene (Yeah).
Haneureul balgo seo isseo, like I’m dreamingI’m standing on the sky, like I’m dreaming.
Oh, a museum, babyOh, a museum, baby.
We look like a work of art, a work of artWe look like a work of art, a work of art.
Chorokbichui supeul nara ollaseoFlying over a green forest,
Badareul ollyeoda bwa, feels like I’m dreamingI look up at the sea, feels like I’m dreaming.
Oh, a museum, babyOh, a museum, baby.
We belong in the loopWe belong in the loop.
Yeoreobon jeok eopseotdeon munA door that has never been opened.
Dasi mannal, the version of meThe version of me we’ll meet again,
Oh, oh, baby, yeahOh, oh, baby, yeah.
I feel like, I feel like I’m in a museumI feel like, I feel like I’m in a museum.
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like a sceneI feel like, I feel like, I feel like a scene.
Haneureul balgo seo isseo, like I’m dreamingI’m standing on the sky, like I’m dreaming.
Oh, a museum, babyOh, a museum, baby.
We look like a work of art, a work of artWe look like a work of art, a work of art.
Chorokbichui supeul nara ollaseoFlying over a green forest,
Gureumeul tagoseo heeomchyeo, we’re dreamingriding on the clouds and swimming, we’re dreaming.
Oh, a museum, babyOh, a museum, baby.
Ooh, oohOoh, ooh.
A work of art, a work of art, yeahA work of art, a work of art, yeah.
The meaning behind ‘Museum’ is about love and memories preserved like art. Owis delivers a melody that feels like walking through a gallery of emotions.