분전 [51 Bun-jeon] [English translation]

The tears of pain can't flow

the words of pleading hover on my lips

the hand of salvation disappears without a trace

only traces of torn into shreds wounds.

lastly,without meaning.

Now it seems it's time to leave

it seems I waited for too long

now I'll leave from here,on that place up in the sky

By the knife of neglect my two legs are cut

I'm a cripple who can't stand up

suicide and freedom have only one syllable different

even if I disappear it won't be strange.

lastly,without meaning.

Now it seems it's time to leave

it seems I waited for too long

now I'll leave from here,on that place up in the sky

The fainting will is not mine

the lingering affection that was with me is leaving me now

this lowly place is throwing away the meaning

now it's time to fly to that place up in the sky

now it's time for me to become a bit more comfortable.