The man, the road suddenly turns into a stranger.
Phuc Yen Town sad hour.
Marking the months where youth.
We constantly focused on learning and love.
For now, our work did not involve what we have learned.
About her love life, we still lonely.
There must therefore Phuc Yen Town sad hour
Where my friends still live there now.
Our homes no longer
This former lover was a stranger
Take in the town that I live a youth
Yet do we see helpless, lost and wasted.
I wish we'd never come here to learn
Certainly my life is now pretty much fresher!
Author: P. T. H
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