Il testo della Seoul music

An example of life in old korea
The girl wouldn't let me take her picture
Dong daemon
Kimpo airport

An old man with a stick in white baji chogori
With a black katsu on his head
The taxi driver kept asking if i wanted a woman
Highway wa kassoro

Myongdong st. has no neon signs
Roadside pillboxes with armed police in front
Kuni no hana wa mukuge
There is a curfew from midnight till 4

Haikara na myongdong musume
From busan you can see tsushima
The speed limit for passenger
Cars is thirty-seven miles per hour

Yakan no dorojo de no chusha wa
Chushato o tento suru koto
Korea has air raid drill once a month
Tokyo-seoul kan wa yaku nijikan
People over fourty-six speak japanese