Whoever you are, you come once and you go once You will realize this once you lay and rest in your grave Death is a part of life, things bloom and wither Sending you off with tears, the darkness also erases this path Cut up the guy called separation and carry on the brilliant dream Stay up all night with open eyes but there’s a stampede of questions that can’t be answered The rising sun and the setting sun both are losing its light Now with a handful of ashes, I move my steps toward evil I don’t care if I become an artificial flower with no scent Every night my mother cries on top of her lungs I pull out the nail that was hammered in her heart And this is the last morning greeting I want to tell her The crying wind has been hiding all night in the forest I have no more lingering attachments – I will return my borrowed body I played without regret at the end of my wanderings Now I am roaming without my own consent, toward the underworld
* Going, going, I’m going past that door to the Hwang Chun River Let’s turn the boat and go – my heart is more tumultuous than this storm There’s a disturbance in my heart, a shaking anxiety How will I live without a talking companion to comfort me?
How can I leave my wife and children and go alone? Anyone can see that this is unfair so who can punish me? Should I put on the clothes of a corpse that is being held up with a stick? This sad mask dance of my soul that wanders to find the flesh that will become dirt Oh from infancy to death, oh that’s what life is all about Should I put on the clothes of a corpse that is being held up with a stick? This sad mask dance of my soul that wanders to find the flesh that will become dirt
This was how my heart felt I’m not even going to live 100 years but I lived in anxieties As if I’m possessed by something, I chased after money Looking back, the bottom of the lamp of my dreams has been dark The dice have been thrown from this li