Em con nho 2

Do you still remember, or have you forgotten?
Remember Saigon, rain then sudden sun?
Remember the old streets, familiar footsteps’ names,
Remember the streetlights through restless nights,
Morning shelters you beneath green tamarind leaves.

Do you still remember, or have you forgotten?
By neighbors’ homes, sometimes stopping by,
Two seasons still come and go,
A road lies waiting, listening to sun and rain.

Chorus:
You have left, yet this place remains,
Leaves still green on the narrow streets.
The old garden still hears mother’s lullabies,
The sound of your childhood,
A little sun, the noon cocks crowing.

Do you still remember, or have you forgotten?
The long road crossing bridges back and forth,
The canals connecting two rivers,
Horses in the distant suburbs,
The bustling markets at night.

Do you still remember, or have you forgotten?
In the rainy night, the streets hold your steps,
Under the eaves, water rises full,
The streets suddenly turn into winding rivers.