Spring rain!Blow a kidd toThe ground of the body,Babel's soil.
Desolete plain,Skull bones areRolling around,Earth of Sodom and Gomora
Dancing priest and street girl areLaughing at each other.At the colorful mask ballGrey shade hung over.
When does the rainbow rise again?
Spring rain!Rain the blood of soulOn the splited ground of the body.
by Ha Seung-Moo