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As autumn enters this land of rivers and lakes,
even the fishes have become fat.
From a small boat, I fling my fishing net,
and let it trail with the tide.
This body’s pleasure is also a debt
we owe to our great king.
This poem is in the public domain. The Ever White Mountain; Korean Lyrics in the Classical Sijo Form (Rutland, Vt., Tuttle, 1965).
As winter enters this land of rivers and lakes,
the snow is more than a foot in depth.
Even though my hat is made of bamboo
and my coat is woven from straw,
This body’s warmth is also a debt
we owe to our great king.
As summer enters this land of rivers and lakes,
I find myself idle in my thatched hut.
Friendly waves that wash the shores
are sent only by the gentle breeze.
This body’s coolness is also a debt
we owe to our great king.
As spring enters this land of rivers and lakes,
without reason I feel mad delight.
In festive mood, a banquet is laid
of freshly caught fish and country wines.
This body’s leisure is a debt
we owe to our great king.