Tuổi Ngựa
- Mẹ ơi, con tuổi gì?
- Tuổi con là tuổi Ngựa
Ngựa không yên một chỗ
Tuổi con là tuổi đi...
- Mẹ ơi, con sẽ phi
Qua bao nhiêu ngọn gió
Gió xanh miền trung du
Gió hồng vùng đất đỏ
Gió đen hút đại ngàn
Mấp mô triền núi đá...
Con mang về cho mẹ
Ngọn gió của trăm miền...
Ngựa con sẽ đi khắp
Trên những cánh đồng hoa
Lóa màu trắng hoa mơ
Trang giấy nguyên chưa viết
Con làm sao ôm hết
Mùi hoa huệ ngạt ngào
Gió và nắng xôn xao
Khắp đồng hoa cúc dại.
Tuổi con là tuổi Ngựa
Nhưng mẹ ơi, đừng buồn
Dẫu cách núi cách rừng
Dẫu cách sông cách biển
Con tìm về với mẹ
Ngựa con vẫn nhớ đường.
dịch hộ mình cái bài này với ạ
Age of the horse
- Mom, what age?
- Old children are horse age
Horse
Age is old ...
- Mom, I will be affordable
Through how many winds
Green wind in the midland
Red wind in red soil
Black wind sucks a thousand
Mountain mountain bladder ...
Child bring me
The wind of hundred domains ...
The horse will go throughout
On flower fields
White flower dream
Yet
I don't hug
Smudge
Wind and sunshine
Throughout the bronze chrysanthemum.
Age is the old horse
But mom, don't be sad
Mountain
Heavenly ways from the sea
I look about my mother
The horse still remembers the road.
Age of the horse - Mom, what age are you? - Your age is the age of the Horse Horses do not sit still Your age is your age... - Mom, I'll go Through how many winds? Midland green wind Pink wind in the red land Black wind sucks thousands Rocky mountain slopes... I brought it back to my mother The wind of a hundred regions... The pony will go everywhere In the flower fields Dazzling white apricot blossom Original unwritten page How do you hug? The sweet smell of lily The wind and the sun are stirring All over the field of wild chrysanthemums. Child's age is Horse's age But mom, don't be sad Even though the mountains are far from the forest Even though the river is far from the sea I find my mother The pony still remembers the way.
Age of the horse
- Mom, what age are you? - Your age is the age of the Horse Horses do not sit still Your age is your age... - Mom, I'll go Through how many winds? Midland green wind Pink wind in the red land Black wind sucks thousands Rocky mountain slopes... I brought it back to my mother The wind of a hundred regions... The pony will go everywhere In the fields of flowers Dazzling white apricot blossom Original unwritten page How do you hug? The sweet smell of lily The wind and the sun are stirring All over the field of wild chrysanthemums. Child's age is Horse's age But mom, don't be sad Even though the mountains are far from the forest Even though the river is far from the sea I find my mother The pony still remembers the way.
Age of the horse
- Mom, what age are you?
- Your age is the age of the Horse
Horses do not sit still
Your age is your age...
- Mom, I'll go
Through how many winds?
Midland green wind
Red redaming pink earth
Black wind attracts
Rock slopes moment...
I brought it back to my mother
The wind of the region...
The pony will go everywhere
In the fields of flowers
White glare Apricot flower
Haven't written full page yet
How do you hug?
The smell of flowers
Wind and expansion stir
All over the field of wild chrysanthemums.
Child's age is Horse's age
But mom, don't be sad
Even though the mountains are far from the forest
Although the river is far from the sea
I find my mother
The pony still remembers.
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