I remember that night, the full moon.
The folk verse is like honey poured into the ear.
A deep love that endures through the years.
"Even before tasting the Hong Dao wine, one is already intoxicated"...
Oh, Quang Nam, a land of deep meaning and abundant love!
Our childhood should take shape there.
The place where parents spent their entire lives.
Diligently nurturing the seeds of distant dreams.
Oh, I love the emerald green Vu Gia River so much!
Lullaby, a gentle coolness on a summer afternoon.
Despite the ups and downs, the river still sings for us to hear.
The alluvial soil still carries a lifetime of intertwined destinies.
Tomorrow I'll return, bringing with me so much longing.
Spreading love, the fragrant scent of rice beckons.
The wind and sun gently carry the fragrant scent of freshly harvested rice.
I love my homeland so much - my motherland, Quang Nam...
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