Where England where local country head
To me the torch to find
I can not lie dormant
When the sobbing my heart
Think again about the old memories remain
How about child pressing Numbness
Covered ê pursed sink in adversity
But every free time he thought about him
Then the sky is blue but red soil
To never plainly about his new brother
Mountain road very far, many Pass
But they run a car to visit his marquetry
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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