Illustration: Van Nguyen
Hello New Year, tears from the sky fill the forest
Oh the rain breaks my heart
Flowers give us the season of absence
The forest eyes have just closed in the misty night
Hello New Year, the inchworm bends over old hair
Fireworks explode to welcome Tet
How many children have I seen across the river on the thirtieth afternoon?
The new moon anchors forever in the forest of memories.
Hello New Year! We walk on the road of birds chirping and gibbons howling.
The winds mark the journey
Spring retreats into the roof of floating clouds
We don't know what to do with the age on earth.
Hello New Year, the road of classified footsteps
The figure trudged home carrying dust
Go forever but never reach the mountain
Only see the deep river quietly stretching out
The bird is not strong enough to fly back to the old days.
Ripe guava on the tree
Afternoon on the hill
But the one-way flight was tiring.
Guava in the old garden ripens every day
The moon has risen, the sun has set
Flowers for the season of absence
Hello New Year, the forest eyes close the misty night.
Source: https://thanhnien.vn/chao-nam-moi-tho-cua-bach-my-185250103135605821.htm
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