nhung con mua phun se den (there will come soft rains)
There Will Come Soft Rains
by Sara Teasdale
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone..
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NHUNG CON MUA PHUN SE DEN
Se co nhung con mua phun do xuong
Chim en luon ca, va dat toa huong
Hang cay man no nhung chum bong trang
Ech trong ao ca hat suot dem truong
Nhung chu Robins mau long nhu lua
Cat cao loi ben bo giau veo von
Chang ai them nghi ve chien tranh nua,
Cung chang he lo no het hay con
Chang ai quan tam, dau chim muong, cay co
Neu loai nguoi toan bo bi diet vong
Va mot som khi Nang Xuan thuc day
Chang biet chi, nen Nang chang dau long
Tran Duc Pho phong dich
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