Chuseok day

Morning dawns on Chuseok day, Families gather, come what may. Hanbok bright in autumn’s light, Under Korean skies, hearts unite. In the markets' hum, in the festival’s cheer, We find our home, love is near. Under Korean skies, where traditions thrive, In every moment, we feel alive. From Seoul’s bright lights to Jeju’s shores, In Korea’s heart, our love endures. Chuseok moon and lanterns bright, In the harvest glow, we find our light. Rice cakes sweet, and bulgogi’s steam, In every taste, we share a dream. In the temple bells, in the dragon’s flight, We find our peace in the silent night. Under Korean skies, where traditions thrive, In every moment, we feel alive. From Seoul’s bright lights to Jeju’s shores, In Korea’s heart, our love endures. Cherry blossoms bloom in the springtime breeze, Gyeongbokgung’s beauty, a sight to seize. Mountains rise, Han River flows, In every season, our love grows. Family feasts with bulgogi’s delight, Under the stars, in the soft moonlight. Tea houses whisper secrets old, In every story, our hearts unfold. In the night markets, in hanji lamps' glow, We find our love, let it show. Under Korean skies, where traditions thrive, In every moment, we feel alive. From Seoul’s bright lights to Jeju’s shores, In Korea’s heart, our love endures. As the days turn and the years go by, Under Korean skies, you and I. In every sunset, in every dawn, Our love lives on, forever strong.