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I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea, My second Home Daehan Min-guk...You are so far away in years and miles. I try and try to learn to speak my ancestor's tongue. I fail to hear you say, please come to me! Why can't I just travel to meet my home, Of my past. Where I belong! Why was I cursed to be born? In the wrong place and time. I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea, My broken heart Is stopping me from Holding you in my arms, From touching you From kissing you. I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea, My Korea! Should I just die, and hope! My next life will bring me back home, Back into your arms where I belong, I miss you so much! I would rather be a poor farmer, In the land of Dae Han Min-guk.... Then a lonely old man in Living in this land far to the West... I dream of you every night, I love you Korea... Should I just take a chance of flying to my home of my past. Will it be worth being buried at Yanghwajin, Just, to see, the face of my Seoul? I am so old, as old as the Eastern sea, My love Korea... What should I do? (c) 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 8:22 AM UTC
What should I do? (Regional Korea)
I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea, My second Home Daehan Min-guk...You are so far away in years and miles. I try and try to learn to speak my ancestor's tongue. I fail to hear you say, please come to me! Why can't I just travel to meet my home, Of my past. Where I belong! Why was I cursed to be born? In the wrong place and time. I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea, My broken heart Is stopping me from Holding you in my arms, From touching you From kissing you. I am so old, As old as the Eastern sea, My Korea! Should I just die, and hope! My next life will bring me back home, Back into your arms where I belong, I miss you so much! I would rather be a poor farmer, In the land of Dae Han Min-guk.... Then a lonely old man in Living in this land far to the West... I dream of you every night, I love you Korea... Should I just take a chance of flying to my home of my past. Will it be worth being buried at Yanghwajin, Just, to see, the face of my Seoul? I am so old, as old as the Eastern sea, My love Korea... What should I do? (c) 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 8:22 AM UTC
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