When I was young
There was a river Songjin
When the summer was coming
The lotus flower’s fragrance flying around
I could everywhere feel
The birds in the reeds
Was singing day and night
And the willows against winds
Smiled to the earth on the bank and the water waves
My birds with the river
Have flown away
Leaving only the bank
Luckily with the spring trees
But not leaving only a dead dream
The dream also can be a scene
Tomorrow come to me