Holidays [Chanmin]

My oppressed heart
Feel next to the dawn
The pain of their loves
And the dream of distance.
The light of the aurora carries
Seedbeds of nostalgia
And sadness without the eyes
From the marrow of the soul.
The Great Tomb of the Night
His black veil lifts
To hide with the day
The immense starry summit.
What will I do about these fields!
Taking children and branches
Surrounded by the aurora
And full of night the mistress!
What will I do if you have your eyes!
Dead in the clear lights
And he must not feel my My oppressed heart
Feel next to the dawn
The pain of their loves
And the dream of distance.
The light of the aurora carries
Seedbeds of nostalgia
And sadness without the eyes
From the marrow of the soul.
The Great Tomb of the Night
His black veil lifts
To hide with the day
The immense starry summit.
What will I do about these fields!
Taking children and branches
Surrounded by the aurora
And full of night the mistress!
What will I do if you have your eyes!
Dead in the clear lights