Where is it, where am I?

Where is it, where am I?
Are heaven and earth separate?
Moor the boat, moor the boat!
Since the west wind's dust can't reach us,
why fan off the empty air?
Chigukch'ong chigukch'ong osawa.
Further, since I have heard no words,
why should I bother to wash my ears?
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Yun Sondo
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