- Lighting up holding the arrow-root lamp.
If the full of longing stretcheth to the dark-side,
If looking up the time turneth to the purgatory days,
If it dawn the night,
The spirit fire shall appear.
Aa-ch Arong Diri
On the end of the twisted the posture to the right-side,
To hoist with the sprits and bodies,
And turn on the light
For the underworld which you will come.
The day come and go to the other side.
When you pass away, mournful are the somehow the ways,
Wait you all night.
Lighting up and holding the arrow-root lamp.
Longing for, truly, truly.
(Translated by Kinsley Lee)
(Written by Nyung-Ha, Kwon)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem