a chance that day the journey
our long way, the afternoon sun slanting.
the wind your singing voice took dominion
lull human life’s vicissitudes to oblivion.
scenery! with smoke your eyes dimming,
vast country over with tune was brimming.
I reminisced about our motherland
far that albatrosses hardly reach its strand.
hair was bob-waving against the stream;
lips ambitiously showed such a beam.
at once I felt as though I had become of yore
contrast with your prime of life in the core...
comes this journey you’re out of my sight
my way seems endless in the starlight.
I miss you along each mile of wishing hot
if you still remember or simply forgot.
Vietnamese poem by ĐỖ HỮU
English translation by THANH-THANH