Shadow Of Wind Poem by moon guen joong

Whenever I willing to act The results wasn't the intended.
Slightly walk on the surface of lakes.
The wind fly to the back of me.
That's his favorite things?

The bird hates the wind who are blowing in low positions.
The tress likes to hear the voice of wind who are flowing on the leaves.

In the small cabin
I wait the shadow of wind.
That can let me fly to the anywhere.

You maybe can't see the shadows.
But don't worry.
Whenever the moon follow your back, you can see it.
With a delight I can swim on the world's deep mind.

Whenever can be seen the shadow of wind.
We wonder that it will be on the good position of ours mind.