The refugees, having lost their Goguryeo,
And also their hometown're taken away,
Amidst of the turmoil, like a flock of birds,
The people migrated to desolate lands away.,
At Cheonmun pass, with a great victory,
They beat the pursuing army's annihilation,
Opening up the land, far to the east,
Polishing the foundation of a shining nation.
(May,14th,2024, Kinsley Lee)
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