The bells are crying, the bells are crying
Come, come
A bowl of rice, a cup of wine
Light a fire in the yard
Take up the blade, open the fan
Open the gate, open the gate
Who is coming — (the spirit is coming)
From where — (from the north)
What does it want — (it wants the dance)
Until when — (until the night is spent)
Come down, come down
Borrow my body
Turn, turn
until the night is over
When the gong rings the ears open
When the drum strikes the bones tremble
Eyes closed, I still see the road
and at its end, grandmother, grandfather
Speak, speak
who is sick
Speak, speak
who has gone
Eolssigu — eolssigu —
Jeolssigu — jeolssigu —
Come down, come down
Borrow my body
Turn, turn
until the night is over
Go now, go now
Eat well and go in peace