Crossing the river ford
Through the wheat field
Like the moon passes by the cloud
A wayfarer goes
Just one long road
three hundred miles in the south
Over each village that brews the wine
The sun set burns
Like the moon passes by the cloud
a wayfarer goes
by Park Mokwol (1916 - 1978)
Tr. by Sangnam Nam
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