Ngôn ngữ: Tiếng Anh
Thời kỳ: Hiện đại

Đăng bởi Phan Quốc Vũ vào 13/07/2023 20:27, đã sửa 1 lần, lần cuối bởi Phan Quốc Vũ vào 13/07/2023 22:19


Time wearing the hat and saying goodbye
Its eyes were the yellow Autumn in a secret
Its lips
Its soul
The whitish hands and legs
Not save for the rose or girl
Not for a handsome guy
Oh my time!
You we’re running on my life
A fighting horse up and down
The age of the Spring moving in the thought
The pupil bike never returned to love more
And I was growing up gradually like the cedrus and cypress
Like the high mountain to catch the sun
Like the ocean to love humankind
My heart is pouring the peaceful drops for everybody
One day not far I will recognize the world not still gloomy more
Oh, my soul tree as rising in the Heaven.

In Tien Giang province, 2021