MORROW I WILL RETURN
morrow, I will go back to that familiar hamlet;
are still there those who did see me leave?
old people these days have been without any news,
they understand just about missing them I grieve?
morrow, I will get back to that beloved road
the rainy wind rocked lampshades on the wall.
evening path, the night alley, those dreamy dates...
knows if until now she has kept tears yet to fall.
morrow, I will make to that ancient street
daisy to bloom in the sun, and kids to drool:
Mom attended to me in the flamboyant gorgeous,
seen off and picked up after school.
morrow, I will return to that antique district
recall silhouettes of pitiable elders in poor situation
the dark shadow of a late and lean harvest,
their plight slacks off my poetic inspiration.
morrow, I will fly back to that old township
discuss our vow to restore our dear fatherland,
after night without sleep, assemble, congregate,
to end the evil, but firstly united we stand.
Translation by THANH-THANH