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Kh\u00fac Bi\u1ec7t Ly <\/strong><\/p>\n \u0110\u00eam r\u1edbt xu\u1ed1ng th\u1eadt nhanh T\u00f4i ch\u1ea1nh l\u00f2ng nu\u1ed1i ti\u1ebfc T\u1eebng h\u1ea1t s\u01b0\u01a1ng \u0111\u00eam B\u1ed7ng nhi\u00ean em d\u1eebng b\u01b0\u1edbc B\u1ea7u tr\u1eddi \u0111\u1ea7y sao \u0111\u00eam B\u1edd vai em rung \u0111\u1ed9ng \u0110\u00eam cu\u1ed1i c\u00f9ng kh\u00f3 ng\u1ee7 26\/07\/2006<\/em><\/p>\n The Farewell Song<\/strong><\/p>\n Night falls quickly I feel sadly regretful The night dew drop Suddenly she stopped walking The sky is full of stars Her shoulders trembled The last night had been difficult to sleep <\/br> \u0110\u00eam r\u1edbt xu\u1ed1ng th\u1eadt nhanh \/ Xua oi n\u1ed3ng n\u1eafng h\u1ea1 \/ Ti\u1ebfng chim h\u00f3t l\u00edu lo tr\u00ean c\u00e0nh l\u00e1 \/ Nghe r\u1ed9n r\u00e0ng, n\u00e1o \u0111\u1ed9ng kho\u1ea3ng tr\u1eddi ri\u00eang<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,17],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4935"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4935"}],"version-history":[{"count":41,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4935\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17859,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4935\/revisions\/17859"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4935"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4935"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4935"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\u00c1nh tr\u0103ng v\u00e0ng bu\u1ed3n b\u00e3
\nChim ch\u00f3c g\u1ecdi nhau tr\u00ean t\u00e0n l\u00e1
\nNghe r\u1ed9n r\u00e0ng, n\u00e1o \u0111\u1ed9ng kho\u1ea3ng tr\u1eddi ri\u00eang
\nT\u00f4i b\u1eaft v\u00f5ng n\u1eb1m nh\u00e0n h\u1ea1 tr\u01b0\u1edbc hi\u00ean
\nNg\u00e2m khe kh\u1ebd b\u00e0i th\u01a1 t\u00ecnh m\u1edbi vi\u1ebft<\/p>\n
\nNg\u00e0y mai ph\u1ea3i xa em
\nM\u1ea5y ng\u00e0y qua cu\u1ed9c s\u1ed1ng qu\u00e1 \u00eam \u0111\u1ec1m
\nNh\u01b0 trong m\u1ed9ng, nh\u01b0 m\u1ed9t \u0111\u00f4i ch\u1ed3ng v\u1ee3
\nBi\u1ebft xa em s\u1ebd v\u00f4 v\u00e0n th\u01b0\u01a1ng nh\u1edb
\nS\u1ebd v\u00f4 c\u00f9ng \u0111au \u0111\u1edbn bi\u1ebft kh\u00f4ng em<\/p>\n
\n\u0110\u1eadu tr\u00ean m\u00e1i t\u00f3c
\nTr\u0103ng h\u0103m m\u1ed1t, ph\u00eda tr\u1eddi xa \u0111\u00e3 m\u1ecdc
\n\u00c1nh tr\u0103ng v\u00e0ng ng\u1ea7u \u0111\u1ee5c b\u1edfi s\u01b0\u01a1ng pha
\nT\u00f4i v\u00e0 em ch\u00ecm trong c\u00f5i bao la
\nL\u1eddi kh\u00f4ng t\u1ecf, \u0111\u00f4i tim c\u00f9ng th\u1ed5n th\u1ee9c<\/p>\n
\nXoay l\u1ea1i ng\u01b0\u1edbc nh\u00ecn t\u00f4i
\nD\u01b0 l\u1ec7 bu\u1ed3n c\u00f2n \u0111\u1eabm \u01b0\u1edbt m\u1eaft m\u00f4i
\nC\u0169ng g\u1eafng g\u01b0\u1ee3ng n\u1edf n\u1ee5 c\u01b0\u1eddi \u0111\u1eb1m th\u1eafm
\n\u201cd\u1ea5u y\u00eau \u01a1i, em y\u00eau anh say \u0111\u1eafm
\n\u0111\u1ebfn bao gi\u1edd anh v\u1ec1 l\u1ea1i b\u00ean em ?\u201d<\/p>\n
\nCh\u00ecm s\u00e2u trong \u0111\u00e1y m\u1eaft
\n\u201cnghe em h\u1ecfi ru\u1ed9t gan anh se th\u1eaft
\nM\u1ed9t ng\u00e0y xa em d\u00e0i l\u1eafm em \u01a1i
\nAnh s\u1ebd v\u1ec1 khi l\u00e1 ch\u1edbm thu r\u01a1i
\nV\u00e0 \u1edf l\u1ea1i c\u00f9ng em x\u00e2y v\u01b0\u1eddn m\u1ed9ng\u201d<\/p>\n
\nL\u1ec7 th\u1ea5m \u01b0\u1edbt vai t\u00f4i
\nN\u1eeda v\u1ea7ng tr\u0103ng \u0111\u00e3 v\u01b0\u1ee3t kh\u1ecfi \u0111\u1ec9nh \u0111\u1ed3i
\n\u0110\u00eam r\u1ea5t ng\u1eafn, d\u00ecu nhau v\u1ec1 t\u1ed5 \u1ea5m
\nEm thong th\u1ea3 b\u00ean t\u00f4i t\u1eebng b\u01b0\u1edbc ch\u1eadm
\nD\u01b0\u1edbi h\u00e0ng th\u00f4ng nghi\u00eang b\u00f3ng h\u00e1t l\u1eddi ru<\/p>\n
\nKhi ngh\u0129 \u0111\u1ebfn ng\u00e0y mai
\nEm r\u00fac \u0111\u1ea7u ngoan ngo\u00e3n g\u1ed1i tr\u00ean vai
\nL\u1eddi th\u1ee7 th\u1ec9 nghe gi\u1ecdt bu\u1ed3n r\u01a1i xu\u1ed1ng
\nTi\u1ebfng d\u1ebf t\u00e0n \u0111\u00eam nghe sao g\u1eafng g\u01b0\u1ee3ng
\nD\u1ed9i v\u00e0o h\u1ed3n t\u1ef3 v\u1ebft c\u1ea3nh chia ly<\/p>\n
\nThe yellow moonlight is sad
\nBirds call to each other on the branches
\nThe chaotic bustle in the private sky
\nI lay down calmly in the hammock on the porch
\nQuietly recited the newly written love poem<\/p>\n
\nHaving to leave her tomorrow
\nThe past few days, life had been so peaceful
\nLike a married couple in a dream
\nKnowing that far away from you, I would miss you so much
\nIt would be extremely painful, you know<\/p>\n
\nFalling on her hair
\nThe moon of the 21st day had risen in the sky far away
\nThe yellow moonlight was clouded by fog
\nShe and I sank into the vast realm of
\nUnspoken words, the hearts sobbed together<\/p>\n
\nTurned to look at me
\nSad tears still wet in her eyes, on her lips
\nStill trying to smile fondly
\n\u201cMy dear, I love you passionately
\nWhen will you come back to me?”<\/p>\n
\nI could see deep in her eyes
\n“Hearing your question, my gut tightens
\nA day away from you, dear, is unbearable long
\nI will come back when the autumn leaves fall
\nAnd stay with you together we build our dream garden”<\/p>\n
\nHer tears wet my shoulders
\nThe half-moon was over the hilltop
\nThe night was very short, we helped each other back to our warmed nest.
\nBy my side, she walks slowly step by step
\nunder the pine, silhouette inclined it’s singing a lullaby song<\/p>\n
\nKeep thinking about tomorrow
\nShe leans her head on my shoulder
\nThe whispering mixed with the sad teardrops falling
\nThe crickets late-night sounds hesitating, laboring
\nEcho and carve into the soul the scene of separation.<\/p>\n
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\nV\u1eabn \u0110\u1ee3i M\u00f9a Xu\u00e2n – Still Waiting for the Spring<\/a><\/center><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"