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Just leave them alone. Those things must be exhausted too.
If you keep them working too hard, they'll be sick or trying to escape.
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Music embodies the joys and sorrows of life.
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Are you okay? It feels like the illness is getting worse.
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There is a total of 300 boxes of corn.
It looks like our farm will have a hard time.
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Are you coming from down there after training?
There's no place like this for a short break.
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Queek! How dare you put pressure on me?
I've been drying fish for decades... Queek...
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Take your time when choosing!
Everything is of the best quality!
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Even the slightest discord is caught with ghostly precision...
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Those damn urns are the problem...
I think they are making things worse.
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Do you know what's interesting about this water bucket carrying pole?
It's heavy even though I haven't put any water in it.
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Dear Mother... Please give us wisdom.
The wisdom to wipe out the curse...
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Please. Just one silver.
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It is through music that one's character is truly refined.
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When Darkseekers come,
you have to pretend it's okay even if you're in pain.
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I understand, a child needs their father.
You said he pulls wagons on the field? Tell him to take a few days off.
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Mother... give me the courage and
the strength to protect everyone.
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Casting a net, queek!
Is the wisest way to catch fish! Queek!
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I didn't eat anything yesterday either.
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Listening to the resonance of this string
often stirs the depths of my soul.
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It's clear they've smashed everything
to stop us from drinking water!
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Kid, don't cry.
It's okay, It's okay. Your mother is right here with you.
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May the wicked curse of our sisters
be washed away and they can join us...
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Hey! Queek! No more small talk! Queek!
Straighten the net! Queek!
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Anything leftover is fine, please just help a little.
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By fulfilling our individual roles,
we can achieve overall harmony.
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I need to tie this up tightly
and carry it...
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This baby was just born.
Fathers also need to spend enough time with their child.
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Any method to remove the curse tainting these lands...
let us know...
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Fine, Queek!
Let's come up with the next plan! Queek!
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Why do they keep coming?
We've got enough on our plate just trying to make ends meet!
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I am currently rehearsing a piece for the upcoming royal event.
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I can't just collapse here...
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It's important to brush Yak's fur.
It comforts their mind and body.
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We will be stronger.
For us... and for the glory of our Mother...
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Our Tarif friends must have been surprised! Queek!
Let's surprise them again next time! Queek!
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I told you, didn't I?
Didn't I say not to be generous with your kindness?
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Express emotions through music,
but with restraint, lest it becomes excessive.
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Oh! Oh, what am I going to do!
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Is Old Mrs. Dostter, working well?
Why does it seem like she harvested less than last time?
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She's our Mother.
The one who protects us and waits for us.
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W-we, queek!
Were we too harsh, queek!?
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Wow... to have come all the way here,
how can they be so fresh?
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Even when playing the same note,
it can sound different depending on the listener's heart.
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I can't believe I have to plant their mark with my own hands.
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Look at the way you talk!
How can you blame the farmers for a bad harvest?
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Give me the strength and wisdom to overcome this hardship...
I pray to Mother...
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It's woven tightly... Queek...
Okay. A large haul again today. Queek...
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*Yaaawn* I'm so bored.
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Here, be cautious not to miss the beat.
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Is this building... shaking right now?
Or I am...?
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It's just that the climate was a little bad.
We're not short on food either.
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It may seem like everyone's saying different things,
yet all desire for the Ahib to become stronger.
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This fish trap, queek, is
our town's special trap. Queek!
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Training all day and night, every single day.
It's tough work alright.
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When striking the janggu, the balance of strength and subtlety is paramount.
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About to lose consciousness soon, i think...
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You got it wrong. Kuru!
I hate when someone touches my ears.
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This is where our Mother is.
You should behave with courtesy, too.
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Queek! These kids are, queek!
The hope of our town! Queek!
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Today, I shall remain and practice further...
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You think there are fewer people working?
Yes, everyone is either injured or... Have you been inside there?
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The ears are the weak spot for this Khuruto.
If it does well, you can pet it like this.
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Here, a bit more gently...
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You speak of martial arts like you're a seasoned fighter...
If you're that passionate, why not join the Taebaek Clan already!
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Back off. You could get hurt...
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I can obtain great goods easily.
What's wrong with that?
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Without mistake, this time! Queek!
Make me the chief of this town! Queek!
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For the harmony of various instruments,
one must heed the sounds of others.
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I-I barely made it here carrying all this. Phew...
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How about this beautiful pebble?
It was left here by an outsider so it might have some mysterious powers.
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Queek! I'm sorry! Queek!
I won't do it again! Queek!
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Mastering the dynamics of each note
is essential to convey emotions effectively.
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