Om.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I grew up when the country was no longer just in the South.I don't know what war is,I only hear it in my father's stories.I grew upwhen the mountains no longer have a heart.You know,you are never aloneMother's voice is for youThe images are protectedMy spent my timeI'm up when the sun is not yet settingI don't know what war isI only hear it in my father's storiesI get up when the moon no longer shinesI don't know what it isOnly left in my mother's memoriesMy father's storyis a dreamIt was my affinityChili Septemberis babyburnhairBao đôi thay đến với cuộc đờiThì trong trái tim tôi luôn tự hàoLà người Việt NamMàu cờ thắm tươiVẫn phất vỡi với những cuộc đờiLà hộc bồi hồiMột thời chiến đấu cho tôi anh hùng