Blue clouds hang over the sand mountain
Makes the emotional heart want to say the word
Although the feeling is troubled
Amidst the dryness of words
That have never been thought of before
Beautiful indeed is the heart that is longing
But unable to release words

In the middle of a barren field I stand
Sending hope to every direction
But what power I have no power
Efforts that do not bear sweet fruit
But the anxiety that continues to hit
Nor was I able to say
Although there is a feeling that continues to beg