The surface of the river where the red light burns
and the night comes
I was staring at the edge of the abyss at the bottom of the dark water, as if I was listening to someone's sad call.
You were singing there
as if you were playing a story.
Like a flower that is forgotten by everyone
and blooms while swaying in the wind.
The sparkling constellation is a lute melody with light.
Decorating the dream of the sinking scenery
When I woke up, I could only hear quiet whispering.
Very cold, lapis lazuli-colored,
the stream of water reflects the bustle of the city.
We talked a lot while looking sideways
There was a bright and beautiful moon in the sky.
In a glass room illuminated by the light of freezing
Feeling the crying voice of the dark stagnation holding the night.
As if I always care about the speed of the clock,
I regret the departure and prolong the words of farewell until the next meeting.
I still remember.
I can't forget it forever.
No matter how much time has passed, I will remember you.
A soundtrack to a film that is both historical and autobiographical, Yang’s music here finds graceful beauty in slowly unfolding melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 4, 2023