I say Hanoi is only mine
Sad Hanoi, in the sunset light
A hidden secret city, skewing brown tiles
Lovely Hanoi, in the ancient lullaby
I say Hanoi is only mine
The street full of orchids
In my childhood memory
Filled with the ardent new rice
Alone and naive, like the old kite
Little Hanoi, the sad lost song
Whispering an unfinished ballad of seasons
Yearning the songs of the nostalgia
A lingering look at the winter
My Hanoi, sigh of the time
About you, the man of a far away land
Carrying your passion, your life
Little Hanoi, how could it embrace your dream!
(translated from a song)
Sad Hanoi, in the sunset light
A hidden secret city, skewing brown tiles
Lovely Hanoi, in the ancient lullaby
I say Hanoi is only mine
The street full of orchids
In my childhood memory
Filled with the ardent new rice
Alone and naive, like the old kite
Little Hanoi, the sad lost song
Whispering an unfinished ballad of seasons
Yearning the songs of the nostalgia
A lingering look at the winter
My Hanoi, sigh of the time
About you, the man of a far away land
Carrying your passion, your life
Little Hanoi, how could it embrace your dream!
(translated from a song)
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