MIỀN TÂY QUÊ TÔI ♪ Bé Ellie KHÁNH NGỌC [MV Official] ☀ Nhạc Thiếu Nhi Cho Bé Hay Nhất 2022

They remind me of the wrong words the path back to Ben Tri is closer Those old trips far and distant on the bridge smoothly carried by the wind Old tea ceremony is over offering cakes to each other Far away from the teeth dear tower of the person's mark Crossing the Ben Ninh Kieu Bridge over the Can Thanh Bridge The joy of both banks of the Hau Giang River the moonlit waves are waiting Listen to the sincere words the sweet cake girl Buy it for me the dũng thơ pancake Refusing is hard when the words are sincere I have no choice but to refuse because the sweetness of my hometown soil is unmatched Bạc Liêu is the place I love hearing someone play the instrume The woman walked along the road to visit the land of An Giang Chau Dong the second daughter on the 23rd of April Go to the temple to pray for the family's safety Visit Kien Giang the misty beer of the evening The land is carved through the sky how pleasant the scent is Sweet rare tears who returns who remembers who I stretch out the net meet the wrong stream the old song is off-key The way back to Ben Tri is closer The old love is gone the old trips Boats sway on the bridge the wind carries the scent of tea tea cups clink offering rice cakes The earth is filled with lovers the tower is filled with bamboo Cross the Ben Ninh Ky Bridge over the Can Tho Bridge Joy on both banks the Hau Giang River The eternal moon river hearing the clear call Sweet pork please buy me a dung beer Refusing how can I say it honestly Refusing is unavoidable because the sweetness of my hometown soil is unmatched My beloved teacher's painting Hearing someone play the words of the old song are moving Visit the land of An Giang Chau Dong the twenty-third of April Go to the folk temple to pray for the safety of the homeland Visit Kien Giang for yourself noodles with beer in the east harmony Dear Cà Mau at the end of the sky I am far from the shore Sweet and clear as the river reminding us of the love for Cà Mau The green forest has thrived for generations nurturing us without failure Remember the way to my hometown that is the Mekong Delta my homeland I promise next season our love will begin To burn each night I hold the love in my longing Calmly as the east wind arrives the clouds of the season pass in astonishment It would have been better if we had never met in the past She is about to become a sentence why now the embarrassment Reluctantly we part splitting the flowing stream into two nights