After class ends, I get on the bus
The next stop is Gullaebang Bridge
Past the bustling market
I smell a familiar scent from the streets

I’ve never seen a persimmon tree
But the Persimmon Road has such a great scent
The faded Video City poster
What movie was that again?

I suddenly got hungry so I sent a text
Raise your hand if you want cup noodles!
With a racing heart, let’s go to the Mambo Supermarket
Four chopsticks, please

In a half-basement, past the small window
I hear the sound of music every night
Just like the warm-hearted elders
It was a cozy neighborhood

The inner basement of 622-44
Now our name has disappeared
Whether you had to leave or start a new dream here
I hope you’re all happy

The student, who was the son of the landlord
Who sang our songs in the shower without even knowing
Who we always felt bad for
I hope you became a good grown up

When the bathroom froze in the middle of the winter
We used to go to the gas station across the big street
When we went to the bathhouse that still has no customers
We used to swim there

The small alley that wordlessly embraced the young foreigners
Now all traces of it are gone
Life moves on

The inner basement of 622-44
Now our name has disappeared
Whether you had to leave or start a new dream here
I hope you’re all happy

When you think you miss something
It always feels like it’s a little too late

The inner basement of 622-44
The name filled with sweet sorrow
Whether you had to leave or start a new dream here
I hope you’re all happy

The inner basement of 622-44
The name filled with sweet sorrow
Whether you had to leave or start a new dream here
I hope you’re all happy

I hope you’re all happy