Little Prince Yesung’s first journey led him to a field of flowers

Some small as his hand, some tall as a mighty tower

But every single one of them were beautiful

So colorful, so bright, and so full.

But as he looked high and looked low

With his heavy and sad heart in tow

All he found amongst all the flowers were two lovers

And then he knew his search in the flowers was all over

For these two beings, one, the prettiest of roses, and the other its thorns

Were so inseparable that they didn’t even notice him, unknown and foreign

Because in their garden, it was only this rose and its stem

And nothing could tear the two apart, nothing could break them

Little Prince Yesung looked on in wonder at the two

Who had witnessed a greater love than this, who?

The rose, Heechul, was connected heart and soul,

To this stem of thorns, Hangeng, the one that made him whole

As the field turned into songs and melodies of the two lover’s tale

Little Prince Yesung could only sit in wonder and wail

The two, separated for a short time, in the past

Had been reborn and grown together in the garden so they’d last.

And so with a heart warmed by the lover’s story,

Little Prince Yesung carried on his journey

With a new hope in his heart

That maybe he’d find a rose that, from him, would never depart.