The Roads Poem by Kinsley Lee

The Roads

One night at the traveler's house, yesterday.
And sat up all night. Caw, caw. There's the song of the crow.

How many miles shall I go, today?
And where shall I go!

Go to the field and go upstairs to the mountain,
I can't go 'cause there were no place to call out.

Don't mention it, my house is in Jeong Ju, Kwag-Mountain,
Too. I'm going by the car and boat.

Hello. At the sky, the wild geese
In the sky, doth go well 'cause there is the road

Hello. At the sky, the wild geese
I'm in the center of the cross road.

Devided roads, the roads art forky and forky.
Absolutely, there art no ways to go for me.
(Translated by Kinsley Lee)


(Original Poem, written by So-Wol, Kim)

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