Gotu kola

Nguyen Quynh Anh

Still green grass

I'll wait for the wind to pass through the bridge and my hair will fly

Never dared to hold hands

To absentmindedly regret the days gone by

 

People are absorbed in the distant streets

Do you still remember the distant homeland?

The village well is deep in the years

The full moon water carrier is absent

 

Gently blooming star fruit flowers on the pond bank

Season after season, purple remains, old green remains

People go to the city

Only a thin ray of sunlight remains at the end of the day

 

I go home, my hair is no longer flying in the wind

Absentmindedly a piece of spicy betel at the end of the season.

Source: https://baodaklak.vn/van-hoa-du-lich-van-hoc-nghe-thuat/van-hoc-nghe-thuat/202508/co-man-trau-7a7047a/