IN VIETNAM

 

              HANOI NIGHT RAIN

 

Leave Hang Co station, it is the rainy night,

Shoulder backpack, he walked wrong reverse.

Flood streetlights seem scrutiny,

Shadows look a lonely man.

 

Was late and the rain kept falling forever,

He still laze rainy outside.

Because he's in rain storms thunderstorms,

There is nothing sá water droplets flying!

 

What write in my journal today?

To save time in the wind dust.

To celebrate a rainy night in Hanoi,

And remember nostalgic moments are free ...

                       

Inside the window, he stood for hours,

Looking down the rain fly slick polished.

The bulb flickered night breeze,

Me farm, friends remember you, miss you

 

He was standing in the middle of the night in Hanoi,

Living among thousands streets all the way.

Please do not forget the thousands unpopular night.

Remember coffee flower, narrow river, hill sim.

 

Hanoi miss you more rainy night,

He has vowed to find a way back,

New day so far, but other stars!

He dreamy rainy wet fly shoulder. /.

 

             Dong Loi Hotel Night 04/12/1964