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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 up
when the mountains no longer have a heart.
You know,
you are never alone
Mother's voice is for you
The images are protected
My spent my time
I'm up when the sun is not yet setting
I don't know what war is
I only hear it in my father's stories
I get up when the moon no longer shines
I don't know what it is
Only left in my mother's memories
My father's story
is a dream
It was my affinity
Chili September
is baby
burn
hair
Bao đôi thay đến với cuộc đời
Thì trong trái tim tôi luôn tự hào
Là người Việt Nam
Màu cờ thắm tươi
Vẫn phất vỡi với những cuộc đời
Là hộc bồi hồi
Một thời chiến đấu cho tôi anh hùng
