Ho Chi Minh City, where I lived for so many years
Ho Chi Minh City, how many years have I been back?
The same roads, the same rows of tamarind trees as before.
The rivers still flow
The canal bank is windy...
Still the same old friends
I already have a lot of gray hair.
Bach Dang Wharf at night
Joining hands in loving embrace
But
Ho Chi Minh City, where I lived for so many years
The human heart is a dreamer.
As beautiful as the blossoming yellow apricot blossoms.
Under the January sun!
But
Ho Chi Minh City in spring
The song is imbued with the spirit of the homeland.
The pink horse tossed its mane forward.
This afternoon by the river
Welcoming the arrival of spring.
Source: https://www.sggp.org.vn/thanh-pho-mua-xuan-post838660.html







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