They all look alike now: meetings in the street for a midnight encounter, friends going home together, working people keeping their late hours, and late- and all-night places flashing their neon signs.
It's late, and all the roads seem the same.
One road leads to the sea,
one road leads to the mountains.
One road will can take you into the city,
one road into the country.
One road leads to where businessmen go to get rich,
one road leads to where poor people scrape by in shacks.
One road will take you where Buddhists perfect their stoic virtue,
one road will show you a nation of people swept up in the latest trend.
One road may take you where your dreams can live forever or where you can throw away all your livelihood. One road can let you make any choice you want.
One road leads to the dirtiest, ugliest
to the most beautiful
place on earth.
One road... leads to Busan.
So tarry not too long, and we might get there by sunset tomorrow to toast while the waves crack at our feet...