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It's been a long day without you my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you


again
We've come a long way from where we
began
Oh I'll tell you all about it when I see you
again
When I see you again
"Colours Of The Wind"
You think you own whatever land you land
on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew you never
knew
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue
corn moon
Or ask the grinning bobcat why he grins
Can you sing with all the voices of the
mountain
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the
earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once never wonder what they're
worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle in a hoop that never ends
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue
corn moon
Or ask the grinning bobcat why he grins
Can you sing with all the voices of the
mountain
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
How high does the sycamore grow
If you cut it down then you'll never know

And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the


blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the
mountain
We need to paint with all the colors of the
wind
You can own the earth and still
All you own is earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the
wind./.

S Chin Thng

Anh y hai mi g y
Mnh m i bn tay
i mt lun hy vng, kht khao m mng
Hoi bo dng trong lng
D nhiu gian nan vn thy anh ci
Sc mnh cho bao ngi
Cng anh em st cnh khng ri
i t do mun ni
Ti thy nh ang bng sng
Triu tri tim Vit Nam
Cn lm nhng con ngi gip nhau xy i
Nng nhau khng ri
Bin tri bao la bt ngt y m
Chng ta vn mt nh
K vai nhau du c xa l
Ta cng nhau vn xa
K:
Vit Nam ta hng v kht vng chin thng
c m gi trong nh mt
Dng y tnh yu mi trong tim ny
Vit Nam ta hng v kht vng chin thng
Tin ln du ma du nng
i v cng nhau nm tay vai k
Ti cng c m nhiu lm
Dn ln sau nhiu nm
Thi thc khin ti cng mun chng
minh rng
Khao kht ti ai bng
i nhiu chng gai ch kin cng
Ti cng thm phi thng
ng lo chi s c nhng g
Trn ng di ti i

Ti thy nh ang bng sng


Triu tri tim Vit Nam
Cn lm nhng con ngi gip nhau
xy i
Nng nhau khng ri
Bin tri bao la bt ngt y m
Chng ta vn mt nh
K vai nhau du c xa l
Ta cng nhau vn xa
K:
Vit Nam ta hng v kht vng chin thng
c m gi trong nh mt
Dng y tnh yu mi trong tim ny
Vit Nam ta hng v kht vng chin thng
Tin ln du ma du nng
i v cng nhau nm tay vai k

K:
Vit Nam ta hng v kht vng chin
thng
c m gi trong nh mt
Dng y tnh yu mi trong tim ny
Vit Nam ta hng v kht vng chin
thng
Tin ln du ma du nng
i v cng nhau nm tay vai k
K:
VitNamta hng v kht vng chin
thng
c m gi trong nh mt
Dng y tnh yu mi trong tim ny
Vit Nam ta hng v kht vng chin
thng
Tin ln du ma du nng
i v cng nhau nm tay vai k ./.
Xin Cho Vit Nam
Bn hy ni cho ti bit chng, v h tn
m ti mang,
V min qu m ti ngy m lun nh
mong.
Lng ti mong bit t nc ti, t
nc c bao i,

c nhn bng i mt ca mnh c


tr v ngun ci ca ti
V qua phim Coppola,lng thy xt
thng qu hng.
By trc thng bay trn cao, tn ph
xm thn nh b.
c mong v thm chn thing,
Mong sao qu hng dang tay n ti.
Mong c n ngy tr v,
Lng ti yu mn, Vit Nam.
Tell me all about my color, my hair and
my little feet
That have carried me every mile of the
way.
Want to see your houses, your streets.
Show me all I do not know.
Wooden sampans, floating markets, light
of gold.
All I know of you is all the sights of war.
A film by Coppola, the helicopter's roar.
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.
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 skin
I touch my tree, my roots,my begin
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.
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 xin cho...Vietnam ./.

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