When spring is ripening Poet /Kyubong Kim (Joseph Kim) Seoul Korea.
My heart is fluttering. I'm fluttering The petals that bloomed white flew away When the warm spring breeze blows My heart is always movedAll right.
On the hill above the green barley field a blue sky, white clouds Where I'm going, I'm flapping I want to fly over the cloudsAll right.
Spring, spring, spring. When spring comes The forgotten past relationships With a beautiful smile and a pretty smile It rises like a green sproutAll right.
Beyond the haze flower Red petals with a beautiful smile dancing in a white dress I miss him who seems to come.