Korean Girl in a Waiting Room

This morning I woke up on terrain unfamiliar to me. I woke up to faces looking at me. I said, "What is happening? Why the looks of concern?" They said to me, "Lady, you've had quite a turn." I looked in the mirror – The garments I wore were strange to recall. "We need a translator, there's words she doesn't understand", And I prayed to be back in my sweet motherland. If dreams could be stoked like fires by coal, The hearth of my heart was in old father Seoul. I'll sing the songs of all my ancestors, And I'll walk the cliffs of pioneers and explorers. I'll swim by the light of the rising sun. I'll go back home. I said to my friend who was there with tears in his eyes That I had no more spirits to be exorcised. He picked up my hand, said "Baby, just rest. There'll be time to talk, now sleeping is best". I'll sing the songs of all my ancestors, And I'll walk the cliffs of pioneers and explorers. I'll swim by the light of the rising sun. I'll go back home. I'll go back home. I'll go back home. This morning I woke up.