The Meaning of You, 'Sanullim,' 'IU'

Even that one word of yours, even that smile,
holds great meaning for me.

Even that small glint in your eyes,
even that lonely figure of your back, is a hard promise for me.

What is everything about you to me?
It becomes a riddle that won't unravel.

Sorrow blooms as the cosmos of a small wayside station,
and you, who blew by brushing past, are a fragrant breeze.

Now I build a castle upon the billowing clouds
and open toward you a window, a window that lets the wind in.

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From the morning on, I'm filled with sentiment.