Country love song

One day I will return to bathe in the moonlight of my hometown.
The time when the net told the story of Hang Nga and Cuoi
Gray hair visits the ageless land
Faltering first steps in life, the breath of homeland...

One day I will visit the old river branch again.
Scoop up the charm and let it flow down the cool stream
The river receives water from its source through many rapids and waterfalls.
For those who are deeply imbued with the thousand-year-old river of erosion and sedimentation…

One day I will come back and listen to the song in the cradle again.
Her lullaby soothes the soul of a Hue girl
A hundred years of fatherly love for mother
Loyalty and affection from the ancient capital's accent...

One day will come back to soak up some mud
Come back to enjoy the taste of the hometown with perch and shake
For years the city has not become an urban area.
Come back and sniff the strong fishy smell...

Love grows from mother's milk
Though the body is in the city, the love is as vast as the countryside.
The rice ears bend and smell of new rice
Who waits for who to come back and sing the love song of the countryside again...