Before I called her name,
she was nothing
more than a gesture.

When I called her name,
she came to me
and became a flower.

Like I called her name,
will someone please call my name
that suits my light and fragrance?
I, too, long to come to her
and become her flower.

We all long to be something.
You, to me, and I, to you,
long to become a gaze that won’t be forgotten.

과제 때문에 영어로 변역된 시를 보는데, 참 글이 왜 차갑게 느껴지는지
한글로는 오후 3시쯤의 따뜻한 느낌이 느껴지곤 했는데 ㅎㅎ..

아무리 영어여도 좋은 글은 좋은글이니 여기에 남겨요