Will Spring come on the lost land?

Will Spring come on the lost land?

Now belongs to other. Bathing in Sunbeam,

I walk like day dreamer
To the end where blue sky drops on The green field, cleaved road in 

Rice paddy. Heaven, ye now hear

This path once I walked was not in Solo.

Heart’s choking,
Tell me I’m Coerced or compelled Wind cheers me

Not to stop in marching. Skylark

Beyond the cloud smiles as if cute
Lassie over the fence.

Full grown Barley spread in the green field.

For the sake of thankful rainfall

Through the midnight last

--- 'Will Spring come on the lost land' 

Korean poet Lee Sang-hwa,
translated by Byeon Man-sik, Yun Dong-ju Literary Society