He, a very different person.
Among all those who love you
He, a very different person.
He spoke in silence.
He smiled through his sorrow.
The joy of seven colors
He poured in tears.
The bitter hardships
He sings gentle songs.
The familiar paths
Why are the feet so strange?
Look, a petal has just fallen.
For a drop of morning dew
Throughout a man's life
Waterfalls with rugged rapids
Why is my heart so silent?
Before a field of green grass...?
Among all those who love you
He's a very different person!
Pham Thuy Vinh
