11.10.2021
Singosan Ballad
I hear sounds from Singo mountains,that sound I hear is the echo from the rural village women,
Oram, oram, ohoya, oram, majiyora
It's the sound of the harvest tractor
I heard the sound coming, so I went out on the main road
The tractor was filled with fertilizer from Hungnam, sister
Oram, oram, ohoya, oram, majiyora
Fertilizer from Hungnam, sister
The harvest flowed so bountifully
Even if you grab just a grain of corn, it's the size of a big baby's forearm.
Oram, oram, ohoya, oram, majiyora
Let's sing for Mt. Singosan
At the Mt. Singo festival the sound of Nongak rumbles
Every house is full of a bountiful harvest of rice pots
Oram, oram, ohoya, oram, majiyora
The granary is overflowing