Dreaming of a beautiful world Written by Jee Man-won

Running along the seashore of a foreign land

A line endlessly leads to the running seashore

Waves woven with white threads are slowly rushing on

Milky-white mist is rising too

Sand field leads around as a half moon along the coastal line

People at the seaside look happy and beautiful

Waves get rising

The raging sea starts crying out

And whale fin shaped waves are rushing upon the seashore

Lashing cliff and floating up into the sky

Bursting into fragments

and falling down as a shower of silver powder

Seems to be painful but looks beautiful for the spectator

Dusk at the seashore demonstrates magnificent beauty

A road appears in the sea where a gold one and a silver one are crossing one after the other

It is the most charming spectacle the Heaven could present in a day

African style honky-tonks attract people, where good men and women are happily chatting and toasting colorful cups of drinks

Waves of lovely faces roll through the swaying candle lights

There is nothing for the young men and young women at the honky-tonks, but just whispering their love for each other

Love, love, love,

for which I feel great thirst

Facing lovely ones everyday though it is still too short to enjoy

What in the world, why have I wasted my precious time

Unfair indeed. I am really resentful

For this very reason I need to live for 120 years

If I fail, I would surely be pretty resentful

I would be feeling terribly sorry for my precious time and my country's prosperity lost

My life that has been like a butterfly

My life has matured as a cosmopolitan

My life that provided me with an unlimited freedom to fly everywhere to look for flowers

I who was obliged to master new subjects and to teach them to the common people, as applicable to them

I never thought of my fate that I would encounter the Reds never tolerable

I am terribly bitter and resentful about my time lost