Classic Poem

I go to the Turkish shop, buy a bun,
An old Turk grasps me by the hand.
If this story is spread abroad,
taroro kodiro You alone are to blame, little actor!
Toro tungsyong tarirodiro tarirodiro tarorogodiro taroro
I too will go to his bed:
Wi wi taroro kodiro taroro
A narrow place, sultry and dark.

I go to Samjang Temple to light the lantern,
A chief priest grasps me by the hand.
If this story is spread abroad,
You alone are to blame, little altar boy!
I too will go to his bed:
A narrow place, sultry and dark.

I go to the well to draw water,
A dragon within grasps me by the hand.
If this story is spread abroad,
You alone are to blame, dipper!
I too will go to his bed:
A narrow place, sultry and dark.

I go to the tavern to buy the wine,
An innkeeper grasps me by the hand.
If this story is spread abroad,
You alone are to blame, wine jug!
I too will go to his bed:
A narrow place, sultry and dark.