I love this old Vietnamese song

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2. Google translate isn't much help:

That day they bring as many Christmas gentle showers of the way up
On it you like the dew of roses nestled on silky velvet wing
On it you like silk bow for life lonely let me weave dreams
Road late sleeved knit finger convention for life long dream

But five months that his heart is accidentally and unknowingly becomes dull colored blue instead
The remote terminal romantic love ancient boat drifted into the vast river system lifetime
Christmas traditionally far away from the road late rain falls
Forget the old city one foot planted alone
Wind chill bring about pouring lips rate

That day I love you charm to the public thinks of glass
Green is not as erotic poetry common to breath and went so far
Happiness wandering soul withered like clouds to thin while I was still here
Each night in my dreams you still have to expect