The Winter Flowers Are Falling Poem by Kinsley Lee

In the early spring on the mountainside
The camellia flowers are falling
In the early spring on the vills in the seaside
The camellia flowers are falling

The last winter the abundant
Of the winter's flower.
Now one-by-one
On the ground it's falling in dour.

In the early spring on the mountainside
The camellia flowers are falling
Whenever the winds are flowing
One-by-one they are falling

The last winter the abundant
Of the winter's flowers.
Now with the winds
Now it's taken away with all the petals of the flowers.

If the flowers fall, then that's all.
The wound which left on the heart it's being,
The wounds which were not healed still.
What we are doing? What we are doing?

From the Jeju-Island to the southern coast
Now from the southern coast to Yang-san
The camellia flowers are falling
The wounds left on the heart, what we're doing?