When will I come back blooming with smiles
Without ever having put on the dress that women wear when they reach twenty
I'll go now
Don't cry, I'll go now
No matter how bad life may get
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I'll never forget the snowdrop flowers or the fragrance of Camelia oil in my hair
They'll stay with me in my dreams
I may return at night crying
With only the stars to guide me
I'm going now
Don't cry, I'm going now
Even the sky hangs heavy with sorrow
Over powder-dry hills
Heavy, heavy I go towards Seoul
To sell myself.