Songrim is a city on the Taedong River in North Hwanghae Province, North Korea. It had a population of 100,000 in 1991.
Songrim is divided into 19 tong (neighbourhoods) and 6 ri (villages):
The city was originally named Solme. Iron works began to be developed during the Japanese colonial period of Korea. Before Korean independence Songrim was known as Kyŏmip'o (Chosŏn'gŭl: 겸이포; hancha: 兼二浦).
It was bombed during the Korean War, later it was rebuilt.
I'm a mess, I guess.
It's what I asked for, it's what I needed.
Well, you know me better than,
or at least you did then something happened.
But once again something's happened.
The confidence you held in us
the rope we almost hung ourselves with.
At times I wonder if we really took the steps
to break right through it.
I know that there were better days,
but to see the light and to feel the rays.
Life was always back and forth
and we were idling or making useless progress.
Waiting for the rain to stop.
Destination's beautiful.
Seems that I'm still waiting for the sun.
Someday will come back to us, if you're willing let it go.
Why won't you just let this be your sun?
It seems like yesterday we had the world our way.
But some say we're heading for destruction.
I'll ask you "What in the world should we do?"
This light is green our break is through.
Are we not trying or are we trying too hard?
Well, you know I never want to miss,
I hold on tight and reminisce.
But it's bittersweet to me.
When time stands still as it's trapped inside
the letterbox you gave back to me.
But I'm the one who keeps on reading.
But I'm the one who wants to let it go.
I'm the first to speak.
You're the last to know.
Another scene that we're creating,
I need to know if we're still making useless progress.