Children of the Unnamed
Giant Dragons surround me
The Eagle and the Bear divide me
Above I hardly survive
Below I robustly thrive
Ancient and reclusive
Modern and gregarious
Ancestors my spirit proclaims
My soul weeps for children of the unnamed
Harvest of bitterness of shame
History was unkind
The future can be mine
Rejoin my body whole
Reunite my soul
Before submissive, Now forever bold
No North, No South
One Korea
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