Radiant and filled with purple hues,

Crepe myrtle and Jacaranda flowers draping the sky.

After school, white áo dài dresses fly in the wind,

Merging with the golden evening in my eyes.

Through countless paths on life’s growing up journey,

Deep impressions forever left engraved in my memory.

Though countless trades were to be made,

The time of youth and innocence gone forever.