A heart restlessly clings to the pine tree
The tall and straight pine trees drip with rosin
The heart is also quietly buried
The heart is Hiding peacefully in rosin
If the forest turns into the sea
Then why not let the rosin that contains the heart turn into amber
That amber is at the bottom of the sea
Have my heart and you will be happy all your life
I have no heart
I am lonely next to a pine tree
The cold wind in the sky
Blows the smile of the bright moon
Staring at the ocean in the distance
The ocean is my pupils and the corners of my eyes
Amber is my tears
The sea is my eyes
The one who counts yesterday’s regrets in a foreign land
It is a person just like me The same spirit
How transparent amber is
How crystal-clear the tears are
There is an amber hidden in the eyes
In the amber With a heart