Hello Vietnam

Hello Vietnam

Songwriter: Marc Lavoine

Singer: Pham Quynh Anh

(This song was sung by a girl who was born and raised in Belgium. However, both her mom and dad are Vietnamese. She has never ever been to Vietnam)

Hello Vietnam

Tell me all about this name, that is difficult to say
It was given me the day I was born

Want to know about the stories of the empire of old
My eyes say more of me than what you dare to say

All I know of you is all the sights of war
A film by Coppola, the helicopter's roar

One day I'll touch your soil
One day I'll finally know your soul
One day I'll come to you
To say hello Vietnam

Tell me all about my color, my hair, and my little feet
That has carried me every mile of the way

Want to see your house, your streets, show me all I do not know
Wooden sampans, floatings markets, light of gold

All I know of you is the sights of war
A film by Coppola, the helicopter's roar

One day I'll touch your soil
One day I'll finally know your soul
One day I'll come to you
To say hello Vietnam

And Buddhas made of stone watch over me
My dreams they lead me through the fields of rice

In prayer, in the light, I see my kin
I touch my tree, my roots, my begin

One day I'll touch your soil
One day I'll finally know your soul

One day I'll come to you
To say hello Vietnam

One day I'll walk your soil
One day I'll finally know my soul
One day I'll come to you

To say hello Vietnam

To say hello Vietnam

To say xin chao Vietnam

P.S. My name is Vũ Thị Thúy Quỳnh. It is difficult to say, isn't it?

The huge majority of Vietnamese people have Chinese-Vietnamese names. All of these names have mean.

Ái: (my older sister): It means love

Quỳnh: A flower name. Actually, My mom was born in Quỳnh Diễn Ward, Quỳnh Lưu District, Nghệ An Province. So, she gave Quỳnh as my name.

Mai: (my younger sister): A flower name too. It blooms in Spring

Thế Sự: (my little brother): Do a big thing when he gets big 

I know a story about a child who was born and raised in the US. He is a Vietnamese American. When he get bigs, he learned Vietnamese. The moment a teacher first told him the meaning of his name. 

He cried and ran to go back home and told his mom. His name is Nguyễn Hoài Tiến. It is to always move forward.

What an interesting story!

 Hanoi, July 13, 2020

 


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