Seventy years has passed when ceasefire's begun
Yet, many prisoners of war haven't done,
To return their home town, the student soldiers who lost
The opportunity to study, they've spent their lives with frost.
But just because of the reason, he's a great musician,
His life was beautified, and forgotten his treasonable mission,
Already. People's Liberation Army's song,
Thrust an old veteran's heart, striking a gong.
What did they fought for? Freedom, Family, Nation?
Now the monuments of the traitors are full of the nation.
The Street of Chung Yul-Sung, and Yoon, Yi-Sang Park,
And the defectors who were Prisoner of War, are sighing in dark.
They selected the freedom instead of the body and life,
But they won for defeat. The traitor's voice is rife
Of the land, and the red flags are wavering in the name of freedom.
Alas, they only fought for their enemy's freedom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem