Wee, Dorah

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 your soul. One day I'll come to you. To say hello... Vietnam (True Self)]

A Song that touches my Soul 1

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, floatings markets, light of gold. *Repeat *[ ]

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