The correct dirt and build a small straw-thatched house
Memories of the house
Flowers for your love ring
I smell like a native home to live in the soil.
Singgeureopge morning cicadas cry
Hannaten bright green ford
Tu hear the new wing of the evening
Fireflies all over the shiny hanbamen
You want to live at home and in the meadow
Slam it on the beach
Do you hear a low sound of the waves
Spending time on the trail
Whenever I have a flower ring
Deep in my heart
Arms cuddled you want
I also want to see you in the night sky¡£