Thank you for your beautiful performance.. The rainy season has passed. Sweeping my sunken chest Walk along a cloudy river. The wind is as heavy as my loneliness It hits the tip deep in the lungs. Looking at the wound when it swells blue How the river becomes deeper I quietly float my work along that deep river. The pain seems to be submerged' It flows like a wave... Ah, my heart full of mist When will the rain of my pain stop? .