
With this one bow, even the ashes become sacred.
The Trường Sơn wind whispers the silent prayers.
Eight young bodies transformed into a gust of wind.
Blowing through the Truong Son mountain range, we will win for all eternity.
The earth grieves, the rocks bow their heads, the streams weep.
Their names, the wind has whispered on the hillside.
Each leaf in the forest leans as if in prayer.
Call forth a smile amidst the boundless realm.
Half a century, time cannot be closed.
The old bomb craters are now blossoming with flowers.
The man who came later bowed down and listened to what the earth said:
"The blood of our children has now become the lifeblood of our homeland."
No more appointments, let's go home, teammate.
The cave is cold now, but the warmth of the earth hasn't faded yet (*)
Eight souls entered the mountains and rivers.
An immortal city in this world, Vietnam.
(*) The historical site of the Eight Girls' Cave is associated with the sacrifice of eight young volunteers during the resistance war against the US, on the 20th Victory Road, later known as Provincial Road 562, in Bo Trach district, Quang Binh province (now Quang Tri province).
Source: https://www.sggp.org.vn/tam-ngon-gio-truong-son-post838678.html







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