민호야, 이제 니도 다 컸으니까 말인데
가끔은 엄마도 그날 다 떠나가 도망갔으면
엄마도 엄마 인생 악 같은 거 안 쓰며
좀 더 멋지게 살 수 있지 않았겠나
남편은 혼자 먼저 가고
다음 아들은 꿈 이룬다 서울 가고
딸래미는 잔소리 좀 하지마라고
지 혼자만 힘든 줄 알고 매일이 파도다
요즘 나는 뭔가 싶을 때가 있거든
엄마도 하고 싶은 것 참 많았는데
너거 아빠 밉거든
사람들이 말하데
“자식 위해 사는 거야 밑거름”
삶은 꽃이거나 열맨거야?
아니 누군가의 꽃이거나 열맨거야
엄마 어제 좋은 꿈 꿨다
우리 아들 올해는 잘 될끼다
(엄마 지금 뭐 하세요?)
혼자 집에서 TV 본다
찾지 마요 멀리 놓쳐버린 걸
잊지 마요 그대 꽃이라는 걸
베란다 가득한 화분들
당신의 그 많은 하루들 잊지 말아요
아니 마당에 있던 화분들을 왜
겨울 될 때마다 집안으로 가지고 오는데요
가뜩이나 자꾸 쌓이는 물건들이 발에 치이고
꽃잎 떨어진 화분들이 지저분해 보이는데
엄마 꽃 좋아하는 건 아는데
방에 화분이라니 심지어 한겨울에
잔소리 앞엔 늘 숨던 꼬만 어느새
잔소리를 시작해 그걸 듣던 엄마 Said
“꽃은 봄을 기다리지 추운 겨울을
그땐 누군가 손길이 필요해
기다림이란 건 그게 언제라도 시간을 견디는 일
지키지 않음 나중에도 피울 수 없으니
겨울의 꽃, 그 기다림도
우리 집에 꼭 언젠가 찾아오겠지 아들아?”
그래요 엄마
그동안 너무 많이 기다렸죠
한겨울의 꽃처럼
가슴 안에만 품고 있던
그 아름다운 향도 봄을 만나면
다시 태어나나 봐요
그때를 꼭 기다려줘요
찾지 마요 멀리 놓쳐버린 걸
잊지 마요 그대 꽃이라는 걸
베란다 가득한 화분들
당신의 그 많은 하루들 잊지 말아요
저 별이 아름다운 건
눈에 보이지 않는 꽃 하나 있어서야
사막이 아름다운 건
어딘가에 우물을 숨기고 있어서야
min-ho-ya, i-je ni-do da keo-seu-ni-kka ma-rin-de
ga-kkeum-eun eom-ma-do geu-nal da tteo-na-ga do-mang-ga-seu-myeon
eom-ma-do eom-ma in-saeng ak ga-teun geo an sseu-myeo
jom deo meot-ji-ge sal su it-ji a-nat-gen-na
nam-pyeon-eun hon-ja meon-jeo ga-go
da-eum a-deu-reun kkum i-run-da seo-ul ga-go
ttal-lae-mi-neun jan-so-ri jom ha-ji-ma-ra-go
ji hon-ja-man him-deun jul ral-go mae-i-ri pa-do-da
yo-jeum na-neun mwon-ga si-peul ttae-ga it-geo-deun
eom-ma-do ha-go si-peun geot cham ma-nan-neun-de
neo-geo a-ppa mip-geo-deun
sa-ram-deu-ri mal-ha-de
“ja-sik gwi-hae sa-neun geo-ya mit-geo-reum”
sal-meun kko-chi-geo-na yeol-maen-geo-ya?
a-ni nu-gun-ga-ui kko-chi-geo-na yeol-maen-geo-ya
eom-ma eo-je jo-eun kkum kkwot-da
u-ri a-deul rol-hae-neun jal doel-kki-da
(eom-ma ji-geum mwo ha-se-yo?)
hon-ja ji-be-seo TV bon-da
chat-ji ma-yo meol-li no-chyeo-beo-rin geol
it-ji ma-yo geu-dae kko-chi-ra-neun geol
be-ran-da ga-deuk-an hwa-bun-deul
dang-sin-ui geu ma-neun ha-ru-deul rit-ji ma-ra-yo
a-ni ma-dang-e it-deon hwa-bun-deu-reul rwae
gyeo-ul doel ttae-ma-da ji-ban-eu-ro ga-ji-go o-neun-de-yo
ga-tteu-gi-na ja-kku ssa-i-neun mul-geon-deu-ri ba-re chi-i-go
kko-chip tteo-reo-jin hwa-bun-deu-ri ji-jeo-bun-hae bo-i-neun-de
eom-ma kkot jo-a-ha-neun geon a-neun-de
bang-e hwa-bun-i-ra-ni sim-ji-eo han-gyeo-u-re
jan-so-ri a-pen neul sum-deon kko-man eo-neu-sae
jan-so-ri-reul si-jak-ae geu-geol deut-deon eom-ma Said
“kko-cheun bom-eul gi-da-ri-ji chu-un gyeo-u-reul
geu-ttaen nu-gun-ga son-gi-ri pil-lyo-hae
gi-da-rim-i-ran geon geu-ge eon-je-ra-do si-gan-eul gyeon-di-neun il
ji-ki-ji a-neum na-jung-e-do pi-ul su eop-seu-ni
gyeo-u-rui kkot, geu gi-da-rim-do
u-ri ji-be kkok geon-jen-ga cha-ja-o-get-ji a-deu-ra?”
geu-rae-yo eom-ma
geu-dong-an neo-mu ma-ni gi-da-ryeot-jyo
han-gyeo-u-rui kkot-cheo-reom
ga-seum an-e-man pum-go it-deon
geu a-reum-da-un hyang-do bom-eul man-na-myeon
da-si tae-eo-na-na bwa-yo
geu-ttae-reul kkok gi-da-rye-jwo-yo
chat-ji ma-yo meol-li no-chyeo-beo-rin geol
it-ji ma-yo geu-dae kko-chi-ra-neun geol
be-ran-da ga-deuk-an hwa-bun-deul
dang-sin-ui geu ma-neun ha-ru-deul rit-ji ma-ra-yo
jeo byeo-ri a-reum-da-un geon
nun-e bo-i-ji an-neun kkot ta-na i-seo-seo-ya
sa-ma-gi a-reum-da-un geon
eo-din-ga-e u-mu-reul sum-gi-go i-seo-seo-ya
Mino, I can tell you because now you’re all grown-up
Sometimes I thing if I gave up everything and ran away that day,
I could have a better life without struggling desperately
My husband passed away first alone Then my son left to Seoul for his dream
While the daughter tells me stop nagging
People think they’re the only one who is in a hard time But every day is a big wave
Recently I dream about doing something I also had a lot of dreams
I hate your dad
People tell me "We’re living for our children as a foundation"
Is a life flower or fruit? Or is a flower or fruit of somebody
I had a good dream last night My son, you gonna do well this year
(What are you doing mom?) I’m watching TV alone at home
Don’t pursue what you’ve already lost far
Don’t forget that you are a flower
Flower pots filling the veranda
Don’t forget your many days
Why do you bring flower pots in the garden into the house every winter?
There’re already things piled up in the house flower pots without flower leaves look dirty
I know that you like flowers but I can’t understand flower pots in the room even in winter
The boy who had hidden against nagging Starts nagging then mom said after listening
Flowers are waiting for the spring in winter. During the time, they needs hands from others.
The patience means enduring time whenever it is. If they cannot stand, they cannot bloom later.
The flower in winter, the patience, must come to us, right son?
Yes, mommy You’ve waited so long
Like a flower in winter
The beautiful scent kept in the heart Would bloom again in spring
Please wait for the moment
Don’t pursue what you’ve already lost far
Don’t forget that you are a flower
Flower pots filling the veranda
Don’t forget your many days
The beauty of the star is because There’s a flower inside we cannot see
The beauty of the dessert is because There’s a well hidden somewhere
The beauty of the star is because There’s a flower inside we cannot see
The beauty of the dessert is because There’s a well hidden somewhere