Vu Lan in the underground

Tonight we also celebrate Vu Lan festival.
Cold mist in the wild forest, from the turtle's restless voice
We, the 20 year old boys, are forever young.
Gathering in the middle of the old forest under the moonlight

This July, the sim flower season is over.
We wish to have roses on our chest
Vu Lan season has only kind hearts
Ours to our dear mother

Mother's love is endless
Nostalgia
On Vu Lan night we pass around handfuls of soil
Magical handfuls of soil soaked in dew
The land is always shining with the face of the homeland
The earth suddenly turned into the shape of mother...

beautiful mother
Dear mother
Mother of suffering
Lonely mother
Mother silently shivered in the cold empty house
Mother lives silently with a row of portraits
Husband's
My child…
The smoke of incense lingers, the days and months fade away
Mom is waiting for you to come back to her
Mother softened before the vicissitudes of life
… The sound of my old mother's cane hitting me painfully at night
The sky is full of tears, the cold dew wets the porch

Here
The wild forest is filled with mist everywhere…

Mom
We bow our heads a thousand times in apology.
We owe our country, but we cannot repay our mother!
The sobbing sound echoed in the wind
Vu Lan Night in the Underground…

VU KHANH LY