Oh, My Mother—Her Voice - O Yŏng-jae

Los Angeles and Taejon,

The Pacific in between.

The phone conversation between Mother and Chairman Yŏng-hŭi

Graciously sent to me;

Unwinding the cassette tape

I listen to Mother’s voice.

Dark and fearful - Bandi

Dark and fearful, the night was long,

But the new day has come, this bright new world,

The bells of freedom, clamorous, ringing,

The birds in the sky do their fluttering dance.

Mansae, mansae, manmansae! Hail freedom!

Mt. Paektu (Prologue) - Jo Ki Chon

Friends and brothers! Thirty millions!

Today must my voice be heard!

For Us, Life - Jang Jin-sung

Every morning
when I wake
I shake my brother
to and fro – his lungs are weak.

Cholla lass - Yi Yong-ak

You grew up kissing soft clams with colourful shells,
your eyes are blue as the sea, your face lightly tanned,
little lass.