Though it's a spring where Camelias bloom, you won't come back
Standing on the Busan port, a rain of tears fall
Covering my face in my hot chest
I want to reflect upon loneliness once more
Come back to Busan port, I want to meet you
It's irresistible to want to go to the city where you are
Roaming on the Busan port, the foghorn pierces my chest
The seagulls surely will tell me
Keep believing in me bearing
Come back to Busan port, I want to meet you