Boiled or roasted corn, I don't much like

For it fills the belly, I eat just enough

Don't add fillings, like peanut kernels

More trouble, all the butter for lunch is used up

Already know dry corn, so hard to digest

So save it for the horse, or for the donkey

But rice from grain, so good to chew

That's the main dish, in rain or shine

Who says the Ngô family is little liked

Often looks at the faithful, at excess anniversaries

All come to church, praying anxiously

Father Đình Diệm, sheltering from rain and shine

A dignified president, not for money

Harmonizing sincerely, not acting recklessly

Alas, godless, thinking themselves clever

Following the crowd, together killing, Diệm was defeated

Be joyful, forget all suffering

Be joyful, forget all sorrow in the heart

Heaven, America — search of the heart?

Freedom number one like a bird in the sky

Stay away from dark alleys, life's caves

Rise up, enjoy the scene, enjoy the fairy life

Building up the old homeland, gentle earth

Together sing songs as actors of my night

Born as a turkey breed

Eating to grow fat, daily kind of fun

Wanting to fly, wanting to retreat

Free to do as I please, whenever, retreating as I wish

At year's end, month eleven, it's frightening

Abandoning the thanksgiving rite

Thanksgiving rites, people plan to eat us

In the next life don't be a turkey

Be a swallow, altruistic, helping the world

Respectfully to the elder Việt, friend

Thank you both elders of the village for...

Together inquired, house...

Phụng - Lễ, our two family villages

Sons and daughters, thought enough gathered

The male line, children now numerous

Studying to the end, helping the nation

Helping with labor and wealth, boundless

Sanitation, schools, and planting forests

Raising up the mountains and rivers of the mighty land

...

Worthy to be descendants of the ancestors

Hoping the land of Việt, all regions follow suit.

Received a letter from the clan head of our family,

Urging that Nguyên Việt is...

How joyful,

Wishing Phong Thanh this Tết

Both hundred coins, full for people

Wishing more, the Lễ clan...

And more children, blessings hundredfold

Joyful the warm greetings

A few words in return, wishing men good health

Longevity for Bát village, first

Helping Bát village, before and after, advance fast

The program's section already...

For village, for commune, to practice

...

Arriving fully, good news seen right away

...

Bát Tràng, mountain land hoping to build, wishing

Bến Mê, greeting the hard-stone crowd now

Only waiting for Thanh to come and eat

The clock has struck, waiting no more

Bidding farewell, Thanh then speaks

Feet stepping away, the child turns back

So many loved ones, eyes drenched in tears

Sorrow of parting, faces rained-on and numb

Seeing one leave, never returning

Thinking again, life is so short

When living together, why not reach out

Once gone, how to hold back

Love lost hurts, so must simply accept

Heaven grants a chance to travel and sightsee

So one should respond, despite old age

Looking at the photo, not yet clear who is who

For long unseen, the heart wavers at once

A family on a trip is like fairies

The old mother enjoys it, worth more than piles of money

That heaven lies at the ninth tier

Always protecting, always uplifting Phạm Phụng

Oh heaven, where are you, my dear?

Away from you, I miss you almost too weary to eat

Missing you, my heart grows restless

Hoping you return, I resolve, and wait

You return, I fulfill the dream

Without you, I feel dazed, oh how I miss

To me, you are the most in this world

Don't disappoint, my dear, I am waiting!