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Ballad to the Dead (Hue 1968)



(Translated by Frank Duong)



The bodies of the dead lie floating in the river
They lie in the field,
On the rooftops of the city
And in the winding streets

The bodies of the dead lie lost


Under the eaves of the pagodas
In the churches of the city
At the doorsteps of the deserted houses



Oh Spring - the bodies of the dead bring a scent to the rice paddies
Oh Vietnam - the bodies of the dead add breath to tomorrow's soil
The way there, though full of obstacles (literally - spikes)

Because around here - here were humans



The bodies of the dead lied all around here
In this cold rain
Near the bodies of the old and weak
Lie the bodies of the young and innocent



Which body is the body of my brother
In this cave
In those burnt out areas
Next to the maize and sweet potato field



(Repeat all)



Which body is the body of my brother
In this cave
In those burnt out areas
Next to the maize and sweet potato field