Dam-Woon, Kang
Within the temple of Chunhyang, on the girder the lamps redly flare,
In front of the Manjangdae, water strikes the empty air.
And facing the wind, a commander plays the jade flute in dark,
A solitary melody fades into the depths of the clouds in stark.
(16th, Sep.,2023, Translated by Kinsley Lee)
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