A big road passes through my house My family lives under the Liang mountain Under the mountain, the soil is fertilized on five acres of land What should I grow on five acres of land?
Who will remember my appearance? Who will remember the wounds I have suffered? Whose desire is this? Whose battlefield is this? That has made us turn our backs on what is good?
When can I return to my homeland? When can I look at her red make-up? Even if I used a sword to blind me... ...it would not blind me from my homesickness
A big river passes through my house I have a wife, a son, and my house is big The chickens are fat, gooses are fat, cows and goats are strong Plant beans, plant paddies, canola flowers.
Who will remember my appearance? Who will remember the wounds I have suffered? Whose desire is this? Whose battlefield is this? That has made us turn our backs on what is good?
When can I return to my homeland? When can I look at her red make-up? Even if I used a sword to blind me... ...it would not blind me from my homesickness
A big road passes through my house My family lives under the Liang mountain Under the mountain, the soil is fertilized on five acres of land Five-acre farmland of canola flowers