Ver 1
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I return to the place where the first rain of the season has stopped
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The peaceful countryside that year… now no longer has you
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There's a wind blowing… more for your life good luck
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Because this place is shabby… only thatched roof remains
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If I hadn't left my hometown. I'd be a couple now
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If I stay, my thatched roof is at peace
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Purple flowers are sad... purple flowers drift to the end of the sky
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Also because of the magnificent Saigon... I left without saying a word
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In those years, he was sad. often went sitting by the river
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Then don't wait, don't wait, let me go get ck
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Put on a brocade shirt. In her hand she holds a bunch of cotton
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Rainy afternoon in July… who can't understand
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The day I went here, it was stormy
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The water swept the flower boat to take me to the pink side
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You left my life happy…so I stopped looking forward to it
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Leaving behind purple flower hyacinths…he…left his hometown and left the riverbank
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Hook
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The line of life, the boat takes me back to the old wharf
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But that farmer… is no longer in the countryside
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No longer sitting with me… mhm…by the burning coal stove
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The boy from the countryside…he was in love… went away on a rainy afternoon
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The line of life, the boat takes me back to the old wharf
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But that farmer… is no longer in the countryside
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No longer sitting with me… mhm…by the burning coal stove |
The boy from the countryside…he was in love… went away on a rainy afternoon
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Ver 2
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Sad eyes filled with tears. love bitter vegetables that grow after summer
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Where is the moonlit night...I sit and sing you listen
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The old song is sad...the sound of the gecko's cry
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The hymns go up…makes my heart ache
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Happy dream. |
My life is broken
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Can't find the promised land where sg is heavily indebted
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Your beautiful dream closes like a flower of shame
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The life I've always wanted... is no longer the same as my dream
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Helpless, poor thatched roof… my mother's voice is lulling me
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I love my girlhood. Crying for a love affair
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I'm sad for my life... have a simple leaf outcrop
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I don't dare… trade with you… because I'm poor…so I'm scared
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Now my fate is gone. I'm no longer here
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I came back in tears...silent in the wind and clouds
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The heart is silent and sad... feeling sorry for the riverbank and branches
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In the peaceful countryside that year... I came back with this pain
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Hook
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The line of life, the boat takes me back to the old wharf
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But that farmer… is no longer in the countryside
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No longer sitting with me… mhm…by the burning coal stove
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The boy from the countryside…he was in love… went away on a rainy afternoon
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The line of life, the boat takes me back to the old wharf |
But that farmer… is no longer in the countryside
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No longer sitting with me… mhm…by the burning coal stove
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The boy from the countryside…he was in love… went away on a rainy afternoon |