Ngomong apa sih gw

Goodbye kudae ddonakal ddaen
Son hundulmyo Goodbye

Han-garo-un pung-gyongsoke
Uridurun ije
Pyonghwarubke poilkkoya
Arumnabke poilkkoya

Ddaemachim bi ssudajil duh
Barami puro-o-ne
Chachumchachum mollimolli
Morojyo kanun uri
Naesarang, Goodbye..

Goodbye
When you leave, I’ll wave my hand goodbye
In the midst of the wide scenery…

We will look carefree
We will look beautiful
The winds begin blowing as though it will rain, what perfect timing
Slowly, we grow apart
Goodbye, my love…

This is what i am talking about.