Vietnamese Folk Poem
The night is deep, the stars shining brightly
mist covers the rice fields
the bamboo rustles in the wind
the crickets chirp in all the corners
the monks are reciting hymns in the temple.
We hear the drums and singing in a distant village
the river flows by silently
sitting close to each other
we are talking softly
Life is wonderful!
Do you see above the hills
the pink moon rising?
It looks like a fire in the woods
the strong and beautiful trees.
There is a star of the north
scintillating like a glow-worm
there comes the breeze, refreshing our faces
A stone will be worn by the river,
but our love will stay all our lives.