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HELLO, VIETNAM! (English lyrics by Guy BalBaert)
Tell me all about this name, that is difficult to say.
It was given me the day I was born.
Want to know about the stories of the empire of old.
My eyes say more of me than what you dare to say.
All I know of you is all the sights of war.
A film by Coppola, the helicopter's roar.
One day I'll touch your soil.
One day I'll finally know your soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.
Tell me all about my colour, my hair and my little feet
That have carried me every mile of the way.
Want to see your house, your streets. Show me all I do not know.
Wooden sampans, floatings markets, light of gold.
All I know of you is the sights of war.
A film by Coppola, the helicopter's roar.
One day I'll touch your soil.
One day I'll finally know your soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.
And Buddha's made of stone watch over me.
My dreams they lead me through the fields of rice.
In prayer, in the light...I see my kin.
I touch my tree, my roots, my begin...
One day I'll touch your soil.
One day I'll finally know your soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.
One day I'll walk your soil
One day I'll finally know my soul
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello...Vietnam
To say hello...Vietnam
To say xin chao...Vietnam.
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BONJOUR VIETNAM (Marc Lavoine)
Raconte-moi ce mot étrange et difficile à prononcer
Que je porte depuis que je suis née.
Raconte-moi le vieil empire et le trait de mes yeux bridés,
Qui disent mieux que moi ce que tu n’oses dire.
Je ne sais de toi que des images de la guerre,
Un film de Coppola et des hélicoptères en colère.
Un jour, j’irai là-bas, un jour dire bonjour à ton âme
Un jour, j’irai là-bas te dire bonjour, Vietnam.
Raconte-moi ma couleur, mes cheveux, et mes petits pieds,
Qui me portent depuis que je suis née.
Raconte-moi ta maison, ta rue, raconte-moi cet inconnu,
Les marchés flottants et les sampans de bois.
Je ne connais de mon pays que des photos de la guerre,
Un film de Coppola et des hélicoptères en colère.
Un jour, j’irai là-bas, un jour dire bonjour à mon âme.
Un jour, j’irai là-bas te dire bonjour, Vietnam.
Les temples et les Bouddhas de pierre pour mes pères,
Les femmes courbées dans les rizières pour mes mères,
Dans la prière, dans la lumière, revoir mes frères,
Toucher mon âme, mes racines, ma terre.
Un jour, j’irai là-bas, un jour dire bonjour à mon âme.
Un jour, j’irai là-bas te dire bonjour, Vietnam.
Te dire bonjour, Viêt-Nam.
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