My hair get wet in the rain , The Death

[이름다리이슬]

My hair get wet in the rain
kyoung-tea park


Over the heavens who sleep and rise
One of flows who take me along.

He is chilly if you catch him.
But he is warm if you wait for him.

Upon this
Like this is covered with stains.

Still no way
Only leave just marks by belief of
Someday will soar when it sunrise.


The Death Kyongtea Park

As we know start
but we don't know end.

In the water a mirror
so Will he is disappear?

Worthless substances
on the
endless go round
a wagon wheel

Disappear in the water.

Seen side
like this.

In this way
look side
no like this.