Illustration: Van Nguyen
I promised to come back this spring
How many years have passed and I'm still wandering around in a foreign land?
The sky and earth are so vast that even the afternoon wings will be tired
Time passes, life is unpredictable
We promised to meet this spring
How many glasses of wine did we drink together years ago?
As it is, rivers must flow.
The sea opens its heart to deep friendship
Come on, time doesn't wait.
How many years have I waited for my mother to look after me?
Pot of banh tet fragrant with the scent of new rice
Lean on my mother and listen to her tell old stories
Don't make another appointment after so many years of separation
The joy of glory is short-lived
No good or bad, it does not add to filial piety
Come back home, motherland has open arms.
Source: https://thanhnien.vn/loi-hen-mua-xuan-tho-cua-hoang-than-185250118183647539.htm
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