Du lịch Khám phá - Một trong những vùng đất hùng vĩ nhất Việt Nam

My house is in the mountains, where the birds are singing The sky is blue and the wine is sweet, the wind is blowing back to the cloud My house is in the middle of the sun, there is a stream full of ice The scent of the forest is fragrant in the summer, the road back in the afternoon is winding My house is in the hills, my mother is smiling by the road I'm glad this year is in the season, following the sound of the street horn My house is in that place, following the sound of the street horn With friends to school, I pray to God for my wife My house is in that place, flowers in the white forest The clouds follow the scent of incense, go to the other side of the mountain My house is in that place, full of dreams The forest greets the memory, I go back to the place