In the sky where the seasons pass
It's full of fall.
i have no worries
It seems that all the stars in the fall will be removed.
The stars engraved one by one in my heart
What I can't count anymore
Because the morning comes quickly,
Because tomorrow night remains,
It is because my youth is not yet exhausted.
Memories in one star
love in one star
Loneliness in one star
Longing for one star
Poetry to one star
Mother,
mother to one star,
Mother, I sing one beautiful word to each star. The names of the children who shared a desk in elementary school,
the names of foreign girls such as Pae,
Kyung,
and Ok,
the names of girls who have already become mothers,
the names of poor neighbors,
pigeons,
puppies,
rabbits,
mules,
roe deer, Call out the names of such poets as 'Francis Zam' and 'Rainer Maria Rilke'.
These guys are too far away.
As if the stars are far away.
mother,
And you are far away in North Gando.
i miss what
On top of this hill where many stars shine
write my name
covered with soil.
The bug that cries all night while picking
This is why we mourn the shameful name.
But when winter passes and spring comes to my planet
As the green grass blooms on the grave
Even on top of the hill where my name is buried
The grass will be overgrown like pride.
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