With the rugged woods at our back
we greet the sun.
It shines in our eyes,
an azure life dwelling in breathlessness.
We walk the long, drawn-out line
that cuts across the vast land,
because the world carved us on that line.
Camminare sulla linea
(Walk the line)
On the line, where do our footprints step to? What sky spreads at the end of it? Even if the world that unfolds is not what we are given to the unknown we run carving sunrise, burning bright, across the world. 걸어가 첫날의 태양 아래
georeoga cheotnarui taeyang arae
한 걸음씩 고통은 환희로 변해
han georeumssik gotongeun hwanhuiro byeonhae
걸어가 첫날의 태양 아래
georeoga cheotnarui taeyang arae
한 걸음씩 고통은 환희로 변해
han georeumssik gotongeun hwanhuiro byeonhae
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Source: genie
Romanization by JHnimm
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