Myungwol, the day I first met you
I still haven't forgotten.
When your eyes fell on me
My heart pounded like thunder
When you first touched me
My whole body felt numb as if lightning had struck.
Also, when your warmth was transmitted to me
The world was bright as flower petals were fluttering
When I entered your empty seat
My world was filled with you.
But now I can't see you, who used to be so pretty.
Why did you leave me behind?
Ah, my beloved whom I miss.
You were my shining sun and my shining moon.
Is it true that your light will never be seen again?
You are like a woman in a dream that seems within reach but cannot be caught.
Today too, I cried and missed you, and I fell asleep from exhaustion.
The child who was my flower and my bee.
Like a passing wind
You stayed with me for a short time.
Today I also point my finger in the air
Your name is written as An Myeong-wol.
I still remember it clearly.
When red blood flows between your pretty lips,
Tears were streaming down my cheeks.
I hold you in my arms, your face turning pale
I cried without thinking.
Lastly, I see your face
I tried calling your name.
"An Myeong-wol..! Myeong-wol...how could you."
My dear child, Myeongwol, you were my light and breath.
My child, Myeongwol, whom I will never see again.
You were a dizzying spring day.
And again, alone, I repeated your eyes.
My dear child, whom I miss. A child who seems so close to being caught that I can't catch him.
Will we never meet again in this world?
I miss you, Myungwol. I love you, Myungwol.