Water
Ga Young-Sim
I will go and reach there;
There, the brilliant home world of my soul;
Liberated from what I am, used to be;
Only with a life emptied of all I possess
And possessed, to a world the soul, surging in me
Constantly calls me with its earnest
undeniable waves of songs
That I think I heard somewhere in my
previous life;
I will go and reach there;
There, the brilliantly brimming home of water
To which my soul always belongs; to which
My blind body may gladly fumble down.