Ddaemachim bi ssudajil dut Barami puro-o-ne Chachumchachum mollimolli Morojyo kanun uri Naesarang Goodbye
Goodbye When you leave, I’ll wave my hand goodbye In the midst of the wide scenery…
We will look carefree We will look beautiful The winds begin blowing as though it will rain, what perfect timing Slowly, we grow apart Goodbye, my love…