10:29
I went back to that place, Hanoi, that I love
10:28
I thought I had to wait until later
10:30
I miss you I love the Milk flower season
10:28
I hope we will always love each other
10:29
I'm the only one in the school yard filled with the scent of milk flowers
10:30
In the middle of Autumn, there is a strange feeling of excitement
10:29
It's faded away unfinished autumn
10:28
Join hands to walk the streets on the way home to milk bungalow
10:29
Let the melodious wind gently move the fallen flower branches
10:29
Loving in my heart the season of flowers gently stops falling
10:29
My heart will always be faithful
10:29
On the day of separation, no one said a word
10:27
Only you and the scent of early winter love
10:29
Outside, the wind is cold
10:28
Passionate Milk scent pure white flowers
10:27
Quietly sad, milk flower petals falling
10:28
Shoulder to shoulder and caress
10:27
Still remember the memories of my love
10:30
Suddenly one evening the incense came from nowhere
10:29
Sweet milk flowers on the road
10:30
Time passes and can't come back
10:30
Tiny Sua Hoa spreads her hand I'm excited
10:29
The empty schoolyard smells strongly of milk flowers
10:27
The gentle breeze smells of milk flowers
10:28
The loving group is a little more gentle
10:27
The milk flower is sad and missed and must be divided in two
10:29
The night drifts far away paradise for the two of us
10:27
The old road is lined with bunches of flowers and leaves
10:29
You're no longer here, you're gone forever
13:48
You're gone, do you still remember
10:29
Wandering in the afternoon when Milk flowers bloom
10:27
There was a time the two of us fell in love
10:29
The way back is still far away
10:29
The school yard here has two rows of milk trees
10:31
The street corner is still strange to walk past
10:29
A little bit of anger and love is no more
10:28
A little wistful I miss you a lost love
10:30
A white color in mid air
10:29
At the age of twenty, there are many dreams of love
10:27
Burst radiates with every step
10:29
Every October, you probably won't remember
10:30
Fate is enshrined in the dawn of longing and remembrance
10:30
Hanoi is sad, somewhere there is a little rain
10:27
Huong Sua, my hair is humming
10:30
Huong's lips softly said early spring us
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