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?
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