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But my boyish face is gone
The life like dewdrops
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Three-peak mountain stands still
Always same as before
With gray hairs remaining on it
Has come to me with a real sense.
(Ãâó: ¾Æ¹öÁö ÚÓÕÑè¬ÀÇ ø¢ä¨øÁßæ, 1992)