<p><span>Fire</span></p><p><span>Sim Woo-gi</span></p><p><span>I feel like I would live if I set myself on fire</span></p><p><span>As if the frustration and sorrow would burn away</span></p><p><span>As time of foreign objects passes and time of fire comes</span></p><p><span>The fire of hell sweeps over my body</span></p><p><span>And I'm left alone in a foreign land</span></p><p><span>I missed the habitat of my roots</span></p><p><span>Even if I clean and wash</span></p><p><span>The body that became the history of shame</span></p><p><span>Is the enemy's pity or apology deserved?</span></p><p><span>I can't sleep</span></p><p><span>Chanting nonsense like a spell</span></p><p><span>Time of humiliation that feels like I'm not alive</span></p><p><span>Poverty and ruin burned through my body and mind</span></p><p><span>Even if nothing is left</span></p><p><span>Only the tough and harsh life like a chewy remains</span></p><p><span>Testimony of meeting by the power that dug into the earth</span></p><p><span>I am the very proof and victim of the war criminal</span></p><p><span>The soul that fell and died with lost wings is burning bright</span></p><p><span>In the South Pacific, Manchuria, Philippines, Southeast Asia</span></p><p><span>And in Japan</span></p><p><span>Not dying, forever</span></p><p><span>A yellow butterfly, a soul longing for home, parents, and relatives</span></p><p><span>I am the fire, the blue fire.</span></p>
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