Out the window I see;

A crescent moon,
Beautiful lights,
A painting of the place, they call a miracle,

I raise a glass of soju, to drink to you,

Crying for my lost love,
A love that has flown to Heaven above,

I take a sip of soju,
Wondering why my love has not flown away with you,

I only long to hear you laugh,
I only long to see you dance,
I only long to hear you say, “Have a nice day. I love you.”

Taking a drink of soju, wishing you were here with me,
In this place, they call a miracle,

My tears are flying into, my glass of soju for you.



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