the Lyon Station’s yellow light
I held my tears to hold your
Whatever I said were now too
the musical piece “Seeing You Off”)
I left Paris City
the Seine whispered my name?
night station’s lights were misty, bitty;
And my kiss I left beyond the endgame.
I miss you, lips warming lips;
clung tight, but love then got lost!
image on the platform in eclipse
once left my heart sorrow-mossed...
Vietnamese poem by NGÔ BÍCH LAN
English translation by THANH-THANH