바람 불어라

He was the first Korean man I know, the perfect embodiment of a gentleman, at least what he seems to be in the roles he acted in those dramas. He was partly the result why and how I ended up in Seoul one winter some years back. Indeed, it was because of his smile and his tears that got me curious enough to travel to a strange world with no understanding or knowledge of what a country and race South Korea and the Koreans are like. He is none other than Song Seung Hun, the first Korean words I could barely pronounced, my window to my whole new world..

웃는 일도 없었지만
슬퍼해도 소용이 없는 걸
돌아보면 아무것도
아닌 듯이 또 사라져가고
힘들지만 아프지만
다시 한 번 입술을 깨물어
이런 날엔 그대 곁에
아무 말 없이 기대고 싶어
서랍 속에 감춰왔던 오랜 사진처럼
내 모든 것을 묻어 버릴 때
And I feel like
And I feel like
라랄라랄라라
다시는 슬퍼하지 말고
And I dream like
다시 바람 불어라
기억 속에 시간은 가고
사랑이 찾아온다

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