have already come back to my homeland,
why I feel missing something today?
it that I need the whole sky,
hair to float and the wind to play...
afternoon I stop by the old village,
at each row of trees, each leaf though mean:
flavor always moves my heart,
a painting of still-life green.
remains forever the native smile
you offered me the fruits so sweet,
you seemed to have something to say
the immense scenery with a hearbeat.
smile does not fade through the years,
youth is never by time bound.
my Binh Duong beauty in my memory,
memory of the prime of love found...
Translation by THANH-THANH