Simple happiness

I come back knocking on the door in the cool breeze

Peel off the calendar and meet the spirit in the wind

Mother's shoulder and shoulder pole bend to stay

The sun-drenched Christmas tree bends its back

The child called his mother, his heart pounding.

The incense slowly burns in my heart

Pale and pale, calling the soul back to the memory

Broken cup on cold lonely day

The day my mother is away I smell the burning scent

Love the purple duckweed glowing in the sunset

The river bank Hieu calls the ferry with a heavy heart

Stormy chest washes thin heart

The happy child kisses the crescent moon

Broken pure sparkling lotus pond

I am overwhelmed by the arms of power

Very simple is the happiness that mother gives...

Tran Thu Ha