What do you hear, my love?

A shiver runs through the trees.

Dewdrops lie frozen.

Winter whispers by the porch.

What do you hear, my darling?

Faded hues of fallen leaves,

The stove's glow warms the night,

In the coldness of winter.

Oh, my love, the lateness of being with each other

Fill my heart with longing and regret. 

Yearning for the wild daisy season.

Will you come by the riverbank?

Do you hear my  heart's sorrows,

Dropping countless unspoken words?

This autumn has passed and forever gone,

Who’s still waiting for whom?

I hear from the far horizon,

The wind sneaking into the realm of longing,

Autumn so lonely at my place.

Still waiting for the words of love. 

Has Winter arrived yet?

My shoulders shivering in the cold. 

Hearing the wind passing through the realm of longing,

Telling me that my heart’s still cold. 

Oh, my love, the reminiscences from one faraway,

I send to the sunshine for safekeeping,

When Spring arrives, my love,

Sending to the sunshine my heart’s longings. 

by Giọt Thu 

translated by Vuong Thanh,  12.2023