Started spreading the snow-flower petals.
Just a few moments ago, they decided to turn over the entire flower basket,
And only after pouring out every petal did they cease.
On every dried up pine tree, the snow-flower petals
Landed ever so lightly and sat on each branch.
Petal, petal, snow-flower petal,
All the petals have now fully bloomed.
Oh, beautiful winter paradise,
Oh, beautiful paradise, Mount Songni.
I quickly opened the door and ran out,
Rushing up into Mount Songni,
Ah! Where is this place?
Is this the place heaven?
Is this the heavenly paradise?
Completely dried up, withered branches
In no time, change into splendid white,
new flower-printed gown.
Verdant green pine trees
Change into brilliant and elegant,
white flower-printed dresses.
Their image as they gaze at me with bright smiles,
Enraptures my heart and blinds my eyes,
Captivating my soul completely in deep admiration.
Oh, how beautiful, how beautiful!
Oh, Daddy, thank you. Thank you.
I did realize before that even the snow scene of this world
Could be so beautiful and fascinating
To leave me thus spellbound.
If so, then how much more beautiful
Is the heavenly paradise which my Daddy has prepared for us...
Oh thank You Daddy,
Oh thank You Daddy,
Now I wish to forsake worldly things
And give up worldly attachment.
To go there soon,
To go there quickly,
To that paradise my Daddy has prepared for us,
To that heavenly paradise where my Daddy is.
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