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Hello Vietnam

Pham Quynh Anh
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Tell  me all about  this name, that  is difficult to say.
 It was given  me the day  I was born.
 Want to know  about the stories  of the empire  of old.
 My eyes  say more of me  than what you dare to say.
 All I know  of you is all the sights of war.
 A film  by Coppola, the helicopter's roar.
 One day I'll  touch your soil.
 One day I'll finally know my soul.
 One day I'll come to you.
 To say hello... Vietnam.
 Tell me all  about my colour,  my hair and  my little feet
 That have carried  me every mile  of the way.
 Want to see  your house, your streets.  Show me all  I do not know.
 Wooden sampans,  floating markets,  light of gold.
 All I know  of you is the sights of war.
 A film  by Coppola, the helicopter's roar.
 One day  I'll  touch your soil.
 One day I'll finally know my soul.
 One day  I'll  come to you.
 To say hello... Vietnam.
And  Buddha’s made of stone watch over  me
My  dreams they lead me through the fields  of rice
In  prayer, in the light
 I see my kin
 I touch my tree,  my roots,my begin
 One day  I'll  touch your soil.
 One day I'll finally know my soul.
 One day I'll come to you.
 To say hello... Vietnam.
 One day I’ll walk your soil
 One day I’ll finally know my soul
 One day I’ll come to you
 To say hello…Vietnam
 To say hello…Vietnam
 To say xin chào… Vietnam

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Readable chord sheet for Hello Vietnam by Pham Quynh Anh

[F]Tell me all abo[G]ut this name, t[Am]hat is difficult to say.
It was gi[F]ven me the [G]day I was b[Am]orn.

Want to k[F]now about the s[G]tories of the e[Em7]mpire of o[Am]ld.
My e[F]yes say more of [Em7]me than what you dare to [Am]say.

All I k[Dm]now of you is all the sights of w[Em7]ar.
A f[Dm]ilm by Coppola, the helicopter's r[G]oar.

One [F]day [G]I'll touch your s[Am]oil.
One day I'll finally know my soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.
Tell me a[F]ll about my c[G]olour, my hair a[Am]nd my little feet
That have [F]carried me every m[G]ile of the w[Am]ay.

Want to s[F]ee your house, your s[G]treets. Show me a[Em7]ll I do not k[Am]now.
Wooden s[F]ampans, floating m[Em7]arkets, light of g[Am]old.
All I k[Dm]now of you is the sights of [Am]war.
A f[Dm]ilm by Coppola, the helicopter's r[G]oar.
One d[F]ay I[G]'ll touch your s[Am]oil.
One day I'll finally know my soul.
One d[F]ay I[G]'ll come to y[Am]ou.
To say hello... Vietnam.

[F]And Buddha’s made of stone watch o[Em7]ver me
[Dm]My dreams they lead me through the f[Em7]ields of rice
[Dm]In prayer, in the light    [Em7]
I see my kin
I touch my t[Dm]ree, my roots,my be[G]gin
One d[F]ay I[G]'ll touch your s[Am]oil.
One day I'll finally know my soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.

One day I’ll walk your soil
One day I’ll finally know my soul
One day I’ll come to you
To say hello…Vietnam
To say hello…Vietnam
To say xin chào… Vietnam