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03.
Poetry in pursuit
(Volume 9, page 883)
Luna, a blind poet, gently opened her lips. ...
What I am going to sing now is a poem about a girl who found something important.
Whether it is a hard journey or a miserable road, girls don't give up.
In the story, she chose a harder road than cursing fate blindly, but she had poems to sing.
Even if history will eventually bury everything, please close your eyes and listen now.
My love, where are you now?
I have no idea.
Poetry accompanied by a lonely journey
Disappear dimly into the distant sky.
Raindrops fall from the sky, reach out your hand.
I received scattered water drops (tears) ...
How many mountains and forests have you crossed, and how steep it is to cross the mountain peak.
From city to country, from acquaintances to strangers.
Looking for someone you miss all the way.
The memory (dream) of flying is in the starry sky
Swear to kiss (consent) ...
"Ah ... Endimio .............."
The nothingness of the world hangs over the darkness of dusk.
I can't go home. Where am I going alone?
The history of historical disputes determined in prophecy
Claw marks, known as war, burned the flames of the whole land.
The family's ... lover ... relatives are completely cut off.
An era when many people were separated and divided.
The girl's journey is a journey to recover the poem that became her traveling companion.
Found a man who is said to be a city jailer.
Then ... the guess turned into certainty.
Sad and nostalgic tunes. The person who wrote this poem is ...
Always supported me through setbacks.
This nameless poem left by the couple at the end.
"Fate ... even if you take the light from my eyes, you can't take poetry from my mouth ..."
The pursuit of poetry, the morning light dispels the dusk.
Flowers that never fade bloom there in awe.
Ah ... that wail ...
Even if the storm comes, it will be completely blown down.
The important things are always here.
(Poems pursued by important people)
If you see that important thing on the road, you won't get lost.
(Poems pursued by important people)
Even if you still have to embark on a journey full of thorns, as long as there are poems on your lips, you will be as happy as ever.
(Poems pursued by important people)
Life without poetry is meaningless. ...
(Poems pursued by important people)
For important things ... to pursue that place.
The white crow flies to the horizon ... to the sky. ...
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04.
Battle of Albuquerque
(Volume VIII, page 324)
"Abel fever", the hero pursued by the times.
Even so, he is not satisfied.
No, exactly, something is missing.
Leave the important things behind and forget them in the dark. ...
"Arbelge", any reason is meaningless.
The meaning of life is to cut like a harmless sword.
There is no place to live.
This is just an era of galloping in a pool of blood. ...
"................", the pain of the cycle.
I hope if possible, I want to go back.
I didn't know anything at that time.
Even if history has not changed at all. ...
..... the initial tragedy ...
"Young man, don't back down. Even if your knees are shaking, you should whip it and let it go. ...
There are five thousand enemy troops approaching. Anyway, we must stop them in this forest ... "
Think of childhood, the crying teenager.
Put the glory and faith of knights on your chest.
Rush to the battlefield swept by despair ...
I want to protect something until the end of my life.
My mother and I gather fruit together in the forest. ...
Go fishing by the river with dad. ...
Exchange the agreed hills with you ...
Think of childhood. In that summer, teenagers
The sword in the right hand gives off a dim light.
Run to the battlefield calling for death
I want to protect something until the end of my life.
He didn't run away from fate. Who did he choose? ...
He didn't run away from history and knit anything. ...
(*: This song has no lyrics)
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05.
Agree with hill
(Volume VIII, page 2 16)
Lush Welkenraedt forest
On the other side is the agreed hill.
Burning in the dark in an instant.
He saw the sunset that he will never forget. ...
"Anyway, I will ... come back for you ..."
"... well, I believe you ... my love ... don't forget me, Albers. "
The color of the sky that day was sad bright red.
A bright red stone can connect us even though we are far apart.
Two young people made eternal sweet vows on the mountain. ...
(Swear on this jewelry ...)