On top of the dark colored rainy Seoul
the cars that speed
The umbrellas that move around everywhere
The weather is foggy, the air is clear
When that rain stops, me who gets reflected
in that puddle of water with a background of pale grey
Why am I stuck standing here
I don’t know whether I have a lot of thoughts
or if I don’t have at all
When it becomes brighter outside, I wake up from my sleep
With my tired hand,
I brush through my hair multiple times
My song memo page that
I couldn’t finish last night
‘I’m going to finish it today’, as I close my eyes tightly,
I give out a long sigh
I try to think of something to say as an excuse
Since I didn’t write anything anyways,
I just write down anything and send it
When I change my view and look outside the window,
it’s all full of grey lights
A grey city with grey buildings
Grey rain on top of a grey road
Everything in this world is slow
My dongsaeng who woke up keeps blurring the ends of his words
I once again open and close the refrigerator that has no fault
I think for now that I have to go outside
Without an umbrella,
it sounds clear, the sound of rain touching the world
I smile, this is the world’s best background music
I hum like a carzy person
What time could it be
On top of this dark colored Seoul that’s raining,
the image of me who still can’t
sleep becomes blurred
When the rain stops, myself who gets reflected
in that puddle of water, looks more pathetic
On a rainy night, the rain that knocks on the window
hits my heart
I grab my hurting shoulder and check my texts
‘How are you lately?’
My friend’s text to check up on me
makes me emotional every time
As I smell the scent of the damp raindrops
I stretch out my arms, and
after going to the bathroom,
I greet myself in the mirror who is still not fully awaken
There isn’t anyone to meet, but
I still shower for a long time
Outside of the dorms, it’s still raining
Even though there isn’t somewhere to exactly go to,
I take my umbrella
and walk, roaming around
On top of my dirtied shoes, the rain seems to try to
prove its existence as it leaves its mark.
Like this, was I a person who left my mark like the rain
If not, then
was I just someone who came suddenly and left like lightning
On top of this dark colored Seoul that’s raining,
the image of me who still can’t
sleep becomes blurred
When the rain stops, myself who gets reflected
in that puddle of water, looks more pathetic
I lift up my body and when I feel that it’s stiff,
I look out the window and
as if it’s predicting my body condition,
it’s raining.
I look at the raindrops caught in the mirror and feel this
It’s like the tears that fell through my heart
When I look outside afterwards,
it looks like situation
On the rain that comes down like a melody,
everyone is andante.
I get ready and go out
As I open up my umbrella that’s been scrunched up like my expression,
and walk, and the moment I hear the rain sound
Who could this rain be coming down for
The sound of it coming down and hitting
the top of this sad grey cement
Come slow down
On top of this dark colored Seoul that’s raining,
the image of me who still can’t
sleep becomes blurred
When the rain stops, myself who gets reflected
in that puddle of water, looks more pathetic
Even if this rain dies down,
even if the clouds clear up,
I still stand this same way
without saying anything
I look down on the world
I’m looking at myself who91
isn’t being beautiful
In this rain
In this rain
