Chunhyang (춘향뎐)

Come here, ride my back and we'll play. Come here, ride my back and we'll play.

Love, love, love, my love. What a love, my beloved.

Yes... my love. Oh... my love.

What would you like to eat? What would you like to eat?

A poked round watermelon poured with sweet white honey?

Take the seeds out and taste a juicy red piece. Savor it all in one big bite.

No don't want any.

Then what would you like to eat? What would you like to eat?

A short, thick, and oval sweet cucumber, eggplant, or melon?

No don't want any.

Then what would you like to eat? What do you like to eat?

Would you like cherries or grapes? A taffy or tangerine candy my dear?

Then my love...

What would you like to eat? What do you want to eat?

Sour apricots after you're pregnant with Young Lee's baby?

No don't want that either. Oh... my love.

Go away, let me see your backside. Come here, let me see your front.

Crawl like a baby. Would like to see you crawl. Smile, for would like to see your inside.

Then my love...

Traditional music is good and all but how are we going to stand it for 5 hours?

I think there is a reason why we were told to watch it.

What reason? It's the same old tale of Chunhyang

Hey, over here!

- Why are you so late? - I'm sorry.

Don't laugh! Stop laughing You can't hide anything, can you?

Hey, isn't anyone going to buy the pamphlet? We're going to need it for the report.

Do you know what the story is all about? This isn't a joke!

I might fall asleep.

Hey, you have to be awake when I'm asleep and will stay awake when you are a sleep.

There are six of us here. Why don't we take turn watching, 50 minutes each?

I'm tired and have a back pain. I can't take it for too long.

I'm going to get some information on the net for my report. You guys go ahead and watch it.

Traditional art has never disappointed me. You should watch it.

Just hang in there.

It will take 5 hours to complete the performance.

Performing for 5 hours is going to be exhausting for me and you.

We'll have two intermissions.

You can use the bathroom for peeing or crapping

during those intermissions.

To be more polite, urination and defecation.

The show... I'll do my best till the very last minute of it.

I ask you to encourage me so can do my job well.

From the beginning to the very end.

Thank you.

Namwon town of Honam Province

was known as Dae- bang region long ago.

On the east is Chiri Mountain. On the west is Chuksung River.

Water flowed southwards with high mountains above.

Full of spiritual energy,

Namwon bred many pretty people.

With endless graves of loyal officials,

can unswerving loyalty not exist?

In King Sukjong's early reign,

there lived the only son of a local governor.

He was 15 years old.

Since he was handsome and righteous,

he was a great man.

On one fine day,

he called his servant Pangja...

- Hey Pangja! - Yes master.

I've been here several months,

but I've yet to go sightseeing. Do you know of any good places?

Why does a diligent student like you need to know?

You're foolish.

All the greatest scholars have visited famous sights.

So tell me now.

As you wish Master Lee. I will tell you outline

Out the north gate, Kyoryong Fortress is a good place.

Out the west is Sonwon Temple and to the east is Kwan Mausoleum.

To the south is Ojak Bridge, and Yongju Pavilion.

They say they're the best places to visit in the south provinces.

From what you said Kwangharu seems the best.

Go get the horse ready.

But your father forbids this and we'll get into trouble.

I'll just get permission.

Go mount the saddle!

He mounted the horse,

and Pangja leads the way.

As he leaves the South Gate,

a fan shaped like a crane's yellow wing,

he flips it open and blocks the sun.

As he travels down the South Road,

the breezy dust from each trot,

flutters in the air with the scent of peach flowers...

The governor's son is out.

Juksung Mountain in the morning

is still covered by late fog.

The river water reflects green willows and flowering trees.

The spring wind blows gently.

The beautiful columns

soar high into the sky.

The purplish- red tower embraces the sunlight and shines radiantly.

Must be Kwangharu.

Kwangharu is beautiful,

but Ojak bridge is better.

If it is really Ojak bridge,

then the legend of Gyunwoo and his love Jiknya must be true.

I'll be the Gyunwoo star on Ojak bridge,

but who shall be my Jiknya?

- Pangja. - Yes, master.

Today, we'll drink as friends not as master and servant.

Who is the oldest of you two?

Master, he's a few years older.

Then you have a drink first.

Take this drink. Today's your day.

It's really great

"I didn't recognize spring's arrival. "

"But everywhere, peach flowers blossomed already. "

"A pair of butterflies left the peach flower,

but they returned missing it. "

White and red flowers. White and red flowers

from the flowery forest an angelic girl appears.

Like the sun or moon,

this beautiful girl appears.

She arrives in a forest

for have a swing

with a girl about her age.

The long twisted ropes,

she grabs them with her delicate hands.

She leans once,

and swings up.

She leans again,

and swings back.

If she flies higher,

she'll meet the Sowangmo angel.

If she flies lower,

she'll meet the ancient Yoji empress.

She is a girl,

but also an angel.

One moment she's far away,

the next she's very close.

Her swings in and out

are like a swallow's springs

Her lovely motions put Mongryong in a spell.

- Hey, Pangja. - Yes... Yes, master.

- Look over there. - Where?

Where my fan is pointed idiot.

Oh, the wrestling match we passed by.

Look carefully.

Can't you see that girl swinging in the forest?

Looks like a fair maiden on a swing. Let's go inside...

You think a fair maiden would be out here on a swing?

You fool. You should even recognize a passing dog in your hometown.

Oh, her name's Chunhyang. She's an old courtesan's daughter.

Looks like her maid Hyangdan is with her too.

A courtesan's daughter... This is good.

Pangja. Go and bring her here.

- Please can't... - Pangja!

She won't come.

Even though her mother's a courtesan Chunhyang is arrogant,

So refuse become a courtesan do weaving and sewing

well- read, and writes poems. She's like a noble's daughter.

She's a courtesan's daughter. So can't ask to see her face?

Bring her to me now.

Oh master... Many officials, penniless rakes,

and even nobles of Namwon tried endlessly to seduce her, but they all failed.

That's nonsense.

The world's precious beauties are destined to have an owner.

So go and get her.

Pangja obeys and runs for Chunhyang.

A fast, chic, and charming Pangja.

Yet a flippant, fluttery, and sly Pangja.

Like a blue bird delivering a letter to Sowangmo,

a clever and quite cunning Pangja.

He wears an ox felt hat with silk straps,

a fake jacket and linen pants.

With a stick for a pipe,

and the front end of his garment tied to his back,

he takes one step,

and takes another.

Step, step, step, step away.

He breaks a branch,

and plays around with his staff.

Cross here and there

He picks up a stone,

and throws it at a willow tree

to scare the birds away.

After his childish play,

In front of proposing Chunhyang

he runs to the forest swing

and yells as loud as he can...

...Chunhyang!

Oh gosh! You fool! My lady almost had a baby on the swing!

What? A baby? Can you believe it? A virgin gave birth!

I meant she almost fell, you idiot.

Chunhyang, there's a big problem.

What is it?

The governor's son came to visit Kwangharu. He saw you on the swing,

and wants to meet you. So let's go.

How come the governor's son is interested to meet me?

Chunhyang is this... Chunhyang is that...

Pangja, you must've squealed everything about me.

Chunhyang. If you're a fair lady then you should've swung

in your front or backyard.

Tie a rope to your tree and make your own swing.

But in this open field you flaunt your bare ankles,

ease us with your raised dress pretty smile, and giddy laugh,

So no wonder he fell for you.

Let's go!

I may be a lowly person but I'm not a courtesan.