Though the traces of the Yeonja-ru, Hamhur-jeong have already faded away,
In the corners, on the remaining cornerstones, still lonely birds cry,
In the temple, on the pond, where the red rails shine and lay,
And autumn winds rustle the leaves, the old trees stand tall and high!
(1st, Oct.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem