Cheju Island
By Yearn Hong Choi
It is far from the land,
So it is a lonely island.
But I like the island,
Because it is lonely, far away from the land.
The autumn next to the sea is always full of dancing reeds
With wind from the sea.
Exiled languages and words created by wind and reed
Are making poetry
Unique and spectacular
On the island.
Ara arariyo
Ara arariyo
Foreign sailors from wrecked ships are hiding in the reeds
And listened to the poetry.
Their main diet is fish, wind, loneliness, and poetry.
Depending on their loneliness,
They all watch the enormously big sun
Crossing and disappearing over the sea line.
So they all embrace each other with warm hearts.
They all settle down in the island,
Giving up their native land.
But I am dreaming of getting out of the island,
Tonight.
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