There is a bird singing on the moonlit terrace

(VHQN) - Visiting the old town of Hoai River, I can still hear the sound of waves at the ferry dock of the past, I still miss the wooden clogs, the sound of long dresses and loose hair when I was still single.

A time of white shirt and pink lips
innocent
not knowing the human leg
once tipped hat twenty
bustling street
your laughter

A time of indifferent eyes
fairy tale side
Phong Yen day
I just ran out of sorrow
dry dream with the past after many layers

Hoi An
reunion
There is a bird singing on the moonlit terrace
drowsy...

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