
Korean
1501 – 1572
When I come to the stream in Mount Turyu
whose beauty I have long since heard of,
I see the mountains mirrored in the waters
dotted with floating peach blossoms.
Where is the fairyland, my boy?
This alone is the place.

When I come to the stream in Mount Turyu
whose beauty I have long since heard of,
I see the mountains mirrored in the waters
dotted with floating peach blossoms.
Where is the fairyland, my boy?
This alone is the place.