We present this work in honor of the poet’s 85th birthday.

 

Do not leave me alone
Open your eyes
Look, your youth is gone.
I want to be twenty years old
I want to be thirty years old
I want to be this year’s flower when spring comes
Do not leave me alone
Open your eyes
Look, your youth is gone.
How soon will the winter cold come?
It comes and covers the snow with flowers
Nothing has colored Hanam anymore
My white hair is a sign.
How many memories of love in this white hair
The heart falls in love again
This is a hope
How many memories of love
In this white hair
My heart will fall in love again, that’s a hope.
I wanted to be the owner of the gift
whose garden has flowers and nightingales
Like the days of youth again
Be happy and be a firecracker.
How many memories of love
In this white hair
My heart falls in love again…
This is a hope
How many memories of love
In this white hair
My heart will fall in love again, that’s a hope.
Do not leave me alone
Open your eyes and see, your youth is gone.
I want to be twenty years old
I want to be thirty years old
I want to be this year’s flower when spring comes
Do not leave me alone
Open your eyes
Look, your youth is gone.