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 colour, my hair and my little feet
That have 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 Buddha's 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
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 colour, my hair and my little feet
That have 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 Buddha's 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
Credits
Writer(s): Marc Lavoine, Yvan Coriat, Guy Balbaert
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