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In human relationships,
Emotions I want to ignore.
People who isolate themselves because they don't want to be hurt in relationships with others.
Knocking to get to know the other person
Being mindful to mingle
Efforts to maintain relationships
Sluggish daily lives
All of that is an illusion...a cruel fairy tale-like life.
In human relationships,
Feelings I turn away from
People I shut out
To protect my feelings.
Tap their shoulder to better understand
But I walk on eggshells around them,
I maintain this relationship,
But my days become lethargic
All is fantasy,
A dark fairy tale.
*52Hz whale
You who swim in the deep sea
You won't be fascinated by the Siren's song.
Since the high waves of the surface don't reach you
May your peaceful world be eternal
* 52Hz WHALE
You roam the deep sea
At least you won't be beguiled by the Siren
The tumultuous waves above will never reach you
May you have peace, always.
*Pray
I thought I lived enough and knew enough...but an empty body screams into the void with an empty voice, knowing nothing.
The daily life that goes on as if nothing is wrong is a series of absurdities. Undigested time slowly rises up my throat with a sickening feeling.
Please make it stop hurting.
Let me embrace the pain.
Please let me love the pain.
* PRAY
I am old enough, and know enough, so I thought.
But I realize I am nothing but a hollow vessel
With an empty voice
Screaming into the abyss.
Living life, as if nothing is wrong
This life is the continuance of absurdity
Life yet undigested, seeps up, with a foul stench.
Take this pain away
Let me embrace this pain
Please let me love this pain
*Knock
I ask about my existence, bury my loneliness, and knock on you in search of longing.
* KNOCK
I bury my existence
I bury my loneliness
I knock to seek what I long.
*Moscow
The difference between the space I've thought of conceptually and the actual place. Space is not completed in imagination.
It is only completed when I exist.
Misunderstandings and fantasies about a space I haven't been to.
A space that is only completed when I exist.
The last puzzle piece to complete the space is me.
* MOSCOW
Difference between our preconceived notion and reality
That space is never complete in our imagination
It is only complete when I can exist
Imagination and prejudices of places I've never been
Only becomes complete when I exist
Last piece of the puzzle is Me.
*Dark fairy tale
Why does the shadow follow me?
Because you might be lonely if you go alone
Mom sewed it on for you....
* DARK FAIRY TALE
Mother, why does my shadow always follow me?
To keep you company
when you get lonely.
I sewed in on for you…
*Wrong Distance
My eyes are so dry
It's like my black pupils are crossing the desert.
Hanging on the tip of my finger that I won't even light
If I'm lucky enough to get caught in the smoke net of the third cigarette
My black pupils will shed tears
Shiny scale-like tears will dance in the smoke net.
* WRONG DISTANCE
My eyes have dried up
As if the black of my eyes are crossing the desert
The third cigarette, hanging on edge of my fingers,
Though I don't puff,
If I am lucky, the web of smoke will
Cause my eyes to shed a tear, like a stream.
Those tears will flicker like light on a scale,
And dance in that web of smoke.
*From the Ashes
The day when the countless me inside me return to ashes. I swim in the infinite universe.
* FROM THE ASHES
The multitude of personas in me
The day they become ashes
I will roam this boundless universe
Author: Kang Haejin
Publisher: Mirrorball Music
