The waterfall tilts the sky and the source is pure white. Tam Dao has a sacred air of the earth for millions of years...
After helping the king drive away the enemy, he returned to the green mountains.
Nine streams of afternoon, cloud hermitage for meditation
The waterfall tilts the sky and the source is pure white.
Tam Dao sacred air veins of the earth for millions of years.
From Ha Hong to the distant waves
I am amazed at the source of the fragrant mountain clouds
Ancient leaves(*) who is the one who opens the way
The well across the sky, the sun stops...
Prosperity and decline are all vanities.
Peace, love, and eternal love
Green around the temple, young birds gather
If I were reborn, I would like to be a white cloud in the sky!
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(*) A type of leaf that is symbolic in poetry, has nostalgic, historical qualities...
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