Walking With Love
Someday you will come to me.
I will take you to my fields.
My fields of rice,
You will see the cows lying in the pasture
grazing and chewing.
I love to rest on the hay, passing through my daydreams,
Smelling the fragrance of the wild flowers
Watching the birds sing their summer song.
My fields are always warm and alluring .
You will see my simple life,
In the fields, I will wander with you,
Strolling across my own land
We will walk together in our own time,
Knowing a love which only you and I can understand.
Đặng Hoàng Lan