Image of a smile

When the army marched across the highway bridge, she greeted us with a very sweet voice. Was that a Saigon girl? How charming, how charming. Hiding her joy behind her long hair.

As the army entered the city
Just one smile from you and I can see the whole South
Because your lips are like sweet fruit, fresh flowers
Slender figure, flowing dress
I bring the image of the country into poetry

Thirty years like a dream
Now very real many colors of happiness
Sacred moment, cheers urging
I just had time to wave goodbye, then hurriedly marched.

Today standing in the middle of Saigon, a hundred times changed
The girl of the past, where is she now?
But anyway that smile that day
As if still somewhere in the vitality of Saigon...

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