산골 소년의 사랑이야기 – 배기성

I picked blades of grass and wove them, adding pretty flowers too
When your hair is softly tinged with the sunset's glow, I want to crown you with this flower hat

I took off my rubber shoes by the stream and dipped my feet in the flowing water
My heart fluttered, wondering when she would cross the stepping stones

The sunset paints the flowing stream in shades of pink
And suddenly, the evening moon shines through the clouds

Upon the sunset-lit stream, a pretty flower hat floats away
A sad love story of a young boy from a small mountain village

I picked blades of grass and wove them, adding pretty flowers too
When your hair is softly tinged with the sunset's glow, I want to crown you with this flower hat

I took off my rubber shoes by the stream and dipped my feet in the flowing water
My heart fluttered, wondering when she would cross the stepping stones

The sunset paints the flowing stream in shades of pink
And suddenly, the evening moon shines through the clouds

Upon the sunset-lit stream, a pretty flower hat floats away
A sad love story of a young boy from a small mountain village

Upon the sunset-lit stream, a pretty flower hat floats away
A sad love story of a young boy from a small mountain village