My Body May Die Again and Again
Sijo - Korean Style of Poetry
My Body May Die Again and Again
My body may die, again and again
One hundred times again, and
May turn into but a pile of bones and dust,
My soul may or may not live on, but
My loyalty to my country shall remain unchanged for ever.
Jung Mong Ju, 1337-1392, a Koryo scholar
The life of a man is like a candle, that shines but a moment brief
If I must die for my country to live
I shall depart joyous, with the morning dew silent
A Korean War ballad
In a flower garden of a castle, pines a millennium old filter in the moon light
I hear death cries, drum beats of a battle, fought here eons ago
Silence returns supreme, where are the heroes of the battle now?
Anonymous
http://www.kimsoft.com/kr-sijo.htm
Sijo - Korean Style of Poetry
My Body May Die Again and Again
My body may die, again and again
One hundred times again, and
May turn into but a pile of bones and dust,
My soul may or may not live on, but
My loyalty to my country shall remain unchanged for ever.
Jung Mong Ju, 1337-1392, a Koryo scholar
The life of a man is like a candle, that shines but a moment brief
If I must die for my country to live
I shall depart joyous, with the morning dew silent
A Korean War ballad
In a flower garden of a castle, pines a millennium old filter in the moon light
I hear death cries, drum beats of a battle, fought here eons ago
Silence returns supreme, where are the heroes of the battle now?
Anonymous
http://www.kimsoft.com/kr-sijo.htm
Labels: My BOdy May Die Again and again
<< Home