Four thousand years old country
Blood and fresh flowers
This is the sky of white clouds
Miles of blue smoke in the afternoon.
The ground and the kite
Spring Song of Desire
Blue like the sun
The flag flies brightly
Ba Dinh is sunny from here
Echoes of the mountains and rivers
I thought it was your shadow calling me
The union still resonates…
Restless with the Homeland Voice
Echoes from a thousand years ago
As love should be
Like the Vietnamese land blooming!
Hand weaving poem
Of the beautiful country
Of the immortal heart
The land of triumph…
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