RE:▪︎남반부/겨울노래

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Southern Hemisphere Wind

Southern Half Winter Song
1
When everyone talks about the hot summer.
The cold wind is blowing upside down here.
On the branch that has shed its green leaves.
Night when the Southern Cross star cluster descends low.
Winter has come in my white breath.

Where the clock of the seasons flows in reverse.
The snow flowers of winter awaken the heart.
Sharing the warmth of the burning firewood fire.
Singing our own white season.
Blow, wind, this is the winter of the Southern Hemisphere.
2
The mimosa flower that danced the yellow waltz has fallen.
Frost falls white on the bare forest path.
Even though the blue waves of the South Pacific are not frozen.
Cold dawn air that tightens the collar.
Time has come to us backward.

Where the clock of the seasons flows in reverse.
The snow flowers of winter awaken the heart.
Sharing the warmth of the burning firewood fire.
Singing our own white season.
Blow, wind, this is the winter of the Southern Hemisphere.
3
Holding a glass of warm flat white in hand.
I see the gray clouds flowing outside the window.
I heard the friends from the north are leaving for the sea.
We took out and put on thick coats.
I happily welcome the coming winter.

Where the clock of the seasons flows in reverse.
The snow flowers of winter awaken the heart.
Sharing the warmth of the burning firewood fire.
Singing our own white season.
Blow, wind, this is the winter of the Southern Hemisphere.
4
The longer night sky and the Milky Way become clearer.
Our breath in the cold air is clear.
When half the world is burning hot.
This place that gifts the purest stillness.
The story of a long winter night begins.

Where the clock of the seasons flows in reverse.
The snowflakes in June awaken the heart.
Sharing the warmth of the burning firewood fire.
Singing our own white season.
Blow, wind, this is the winter of the Southern Hemisphere.
5
The secret revealed by the seasons flowing backward.
That we are beautiful even though we are different from others.
Toward the spring that will bloom on the frozen earth.
I will gladly love this deep winter.
In the Southern Hemisphere of June, in the embrace of a brilliant winter.

Where the clock of the seasons flows in reverse.
The snowflakes in June awaken the heart.
Sharing the warmth of the burning firewood fire.
Singing our own white season.
Blow, wind, this is the winter of the Southern Hemisphere.