Apocalypse

Please tell me about this difficult name hard to pronounce
That i carry since i was born
Please tell me about this old empire and trait of my wrinkle eyes
That tell me better the things that you dare to say
I only know the images of war
Like in (Apocalypse Now) film of Copola of angry helicopter

One day I'll go there
One day to say 'hello' to my soul
One day I'll go there
To say "hello" to you Vietnam

Tell me about my skin, my eyes and my tiny feet
That carry me since my birth
Tell me about your home your road
Tell me what you know
About the floating market and the floating

I only know my country thru the photos of war
Like in (Apocalypse Now) film of Copola of angry helicopter

One day I'll go there
One day to say 'hello' to my soul
One day I'll go there
To say "hello" to you Vietnam

The falling buddhas of stones where my fathers
The women bending in the paddies like mothers
In the lights where I see my brothers
I want to touch my roots my lands

One day I'll go there
One day to say 'hello' to my soul
One day I'll go there
To say "hello" to you Vietnam