Nameless singers 蔓橫淸類 無名氏

before 1728

A window, let me cut a window, a window in this breast of mine. A lattice window, a slatted window, a lift-up window, a swing-out window, with hinges male and female and a hook and staple, knocked in tight with a great big hammer: let me cut a window in this breast of mine. Then now and again, when it is all too stifling, I could open and shut it.

窓 내고쟈 窓을 내고쟈 이내 가슴에 窓 내고쟈 고모장지 셰살장지 들장지 열장지 암돌져귀 수돌져귀 ᄇᆡ목걸새 크나큰 쟝도리로 ᄯᅮᆼ닥 바가 이내 가슴에 窓 내고쟈 잇다감 하 답답ᄒᆞᆯ 제면 여다져 볼가 ᄒᆞ노라

A long sijo (saseol sijo), in Cheonggu yeongeon (1728)

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before 1728

Sigh, thin little sigh, through what crack do you get in? A lattice door, a slatted door, a sliding door, a swinging door, hinges male and female, hook and staple knocked in tight, the dragon-and-turtle lock fastened fast; do you fold like a screen and roll up like a scroll? Through what crack do you get in? Somehow, on the nights you come, I cannot sleep.

한숨아 셰한숨아 네 어ᄂᆡ 틈으로 드러온다 고모장ᄌᆞ 셰살장ᄌᆞ 가로다지 여다지에 암돌져귀 수돌져귀 ᄇᆡ목걸새 뚝닥 박고 龍 거북 ᄌᆞ물쇠로 수기수기 ᄎᆞ엿ᄂᆞᆫ듸 屛風이라 덜걱 져븐 簇子ㅣ라 ᄃᆡᄃᆡ글 ᄆᆞᆫ다 네 어ᄂᆡ 틈으로 드러온다 어인지 너 온 날 밤이면 ᄌᆞᆷ 못 드러 ᄒᆞ노라

A long sijo (saseol sijo), in Cheonggu yeongeon (1728)

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before 1728 · A song teasing a pedlar who cries his wares in difficult Chinese words

"Ladies of the house, buy my dongnanji!" You there, pedlar, what is it you are crying? Let's buy some. "Bone outside, flesh inside, both eyes turned to heaven, walking forward, walking backward, eight small legs and two big legs, crunching in dark soy: buy my dongnanji!" Pedlar, don't cry it in such a clumsy way. Just say pickled crab.

ᄃᆡᆨ들에 동난지이 사오 져 쟝스야 네 황후 긔 무서시라 웨ᄂᆞᆫ다 사쟈 外骨 內肉 兩目이 上天 前行 後行 小아리 八足 大아리 二足 靑醬 ᄋᆞ스슥 ᄒᆞᄂᆞᆫ 동난지이 사오 쟝스야 하 거복이 웨지 말고 게젓이라 ᄒᆞ렴은

A long sijo (saseol sijo), in Cheonggu yeongeon (1728)

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before 1728

Cricket, that cricket, poor little cricket. What sort of cricket is it that, as the moon sets and the night wears on, with long notes and short notes, every note a sorrow, cries on and on all by itself, and so cruelly wakes my light sleep behind the silk window? Let it be. Small creature that it is, in this empty room it may be the only one who knows my heart.

귓도리 져 귓도리 에엿부다 져 귓도리 어인 귓도리 지ᄂᆞᆫ ᄃᆞᆯ 새ᄂᆞᆫ 밤의 긴 소릐 쟈른 소릐 節節이 슬픈 소릐 제 혼자 우러 녜어 紗窓 여왼ᄌᆞᆷ을 ᄉᆞᆯ드리도 ᄭᆡ오ᄂᆞᆫ고야 두어라 제 비록 微物이나 無人洞房에 내 ᄠᅳᆺ 알 리ᄂᆞᆫ 저ᄲᅮᆫ인가 ᄒᆞ노라

A long sijo (saseol sijo), in Cheonggu yeongeon (1728)

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before 1728

My love said he would come, so I cooked supper early and ate. Out through the inner gate, out through the main gate, I ran up and sat on the doorsill, shaded my eyes with my hand and looked across at the far hill: is he coming or not? Something dark and pale was standing there. That must be him! Stockings off and tucked in my bosom, shoes off and held in my hand, tumbling and scrambling, helter-skelter, through wet and dry alike I splashed across, ready to say tender things, and stole a sideways glance: a stripped hemp stalk, peeled on the thirteenth of the seventh month last year, had fooled me completely. A good thing it was night. Had it been day, how people would have laughed.

님이 오마 ᄒᆞ거ᄂᆞᆯ 져녁밥을 일 지어 먹고 中門 나셔 大門 나가 地方 우희 치ᄃᆞ라 안자 以手로 加額ᄒᆞ고 오ᄂᆞᆫ가 가ᄂᆞᆫ가 건넌山 ᄇᆞ라보니 거머흿들 셔 잇거ᄂᆞᆯ 져야 님이로다 보션 버서 품에 품고 신 버서 손에 쥐고 곰븨님븨 님븨곰븨 쳔방지방 지방쳔방 즌 듸 ᄆᆞ른 듸 ᄀᆞᆯ희지 말고 워렁충창 건너가셔 情엣 말 ᄒᆞ려 ᄒᆞ고 겻눈을 흘긧 보니 上年 七月 열사흔날 ᄀᆞᆯ가 벅긴 주추리 삼대 ᄉᆞᆯ드리도 날 소겨다 모쳐라 밤일싀만졍 ᄒᆡᆼ혀 낫이런들 ᄂᆞᆷ 우일 번ᄒᆞ괘라

Cheonggu yeongeon, the long songs at the end

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