Andong’s dawn glows red and gold,
From Kim to Kwon, a name of steel
Ancient light meets newborn hope
One first step still shakes the field
A scholar’s quill draws wisdom’s map,
Quiet words crown a thoughtful king
Ideas bloom into castle walls;
A single page can change all things
Earth and stone become a shield,
A general keeps the shadows back
Orders cut like winter wind,
Yet fire burns along his track
Storms may bend us
Roots hold fast
Every season,
This flame will last
Kwon of Andong, hearts on fire!
When we fall, we rise up higher
Voices join, a single choir
Light the night, our endless pyre
Justice bruised yet never gone,
Darkness tries to claim the day
Freedom’s call breaks mountain walls;
A quiet spark still finds its way
Names may fade like ink in rain,
But courage carves a deeper mark
Sword or pen, or humble song
All can strike a holy spark
Kwon of Andong, hearts on fire
Ages pass, yet we climb higher
Lift the torch, the world grows brighter
We are flame, we are choir, we are Kwon
Stars recall that first bold stride;
Andong’s river keeps the sound
Steel of spirit, fire of pride
Kwon’s bright echo circles round