Lyrics translation:  Snow Falls, Chilling My Soul

When I was little, I often came to the playground and waited to see:

White cotton flowers drifting in the wind. 

Having a small hand, who’d help me to catch them fall.

Flowers flying away, filling my heart with a languid sorrow.

Cotton blossoms, the color of snow, beautiful like a dream.

Life, alas, has unexpected twists and turns.

My warm homeland, the more I remember, the farther it seems.

The cotton flower of the past flying and fading away in my memories.

Days passes by, wandering in this guest land. 

In winter, snow covers the earth and sky’s vast expanse.

Snow falls on the road, snow falls on the river.

A misty haze of snow to make a desolate garden of rose. 

Is one’s house warm enough, cozy enough in that lonely room?

Snow reaches the doorstep, snow clings to the pine branches.

Sunset descends without seeing the late afternoon meal cooking smoke.

Snow falls endlessly, veiling the Southern sky in haze.

I feel alone and lost in solitude.

Oh, flowers, the flowers of the days of youth are lost forever.

Is there still, on the hill, an area of violet myrtle flowers?

At the sky’s edge, there remains a space cold and white. 

translated by Vuong Thanh, 2024