Send to Truong Giang

The vast afternoon or the rising moon, the Truong Giang River waves lapping at the two banks, purple water hyacinths following the water, a poetic green stream...

How many times the river flows, yellow leaves fly
girls crossing the river
no return
The bamboo bridge is always swaying.
let my love stay on this side.

Dear Truong Giang
oh green stream!...
my call flies with the wind
Why laugh at me? Little children!
sitting on the back of a buffalo leisurely walking through the bamboo groves of the village...
vast moonlit night or golden autumn afternoon
those lullabies...
miss you so much
Oh river water splits into two mouths
I know where
the river is still immense

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