Notes on your land

1

At the end of the Mekong River, clouds and smoke are murmuring,

This is Thailand, that's Laos.

A howl was heard across both countries,

The surface of the waves is red... Who knows how deep the water is?

2

Twice a day the wrist is tied with a bandage,

Many blessings make him confused.

Not contributed anything to Laos' eternal youth,

Then please do the little hand.

3

Birds are locked in pairs in small cages,

The children held banners right on the Golden Buddha land.

A bit of innocence makes my heart flutter:

Peace and food and clothing forever wandering...

4

U Don, happy to see the bamboo and areca shape,

Thatched roof exposed to rain and sun.

Yeah, languages ​​are different everywhere,

Uncle Ho's soul is the same everywhere?

5

The mist has opened the cozy roofs,

Vientiane street crowed loudly.

Go to the end of the day without a car horn,

The Land of a Million Elephants is just that, shocking enough!

Nguyen Van Hung

Udonthani Province (Thailand)

Vientiane Capital (Laos), August 2014