Thế giới Thơ của Thiên Thanh

Oh soldier boy

The trumpets, trumpets calling

above the skies, in joyful jubiles.

So you must go

while there’s still foes left for fighting

But give me a kiss before you cross the sea

But come you back

When war is fought and over

When victory is yours

as well as mine

And greet me in

the silent, silent meadows

Oh soldier boy,

you know I love you so.

 (Thiên Thanh)