I hear the sound from The Flag-Pole.
From a country that once stood tall.
She whispers of wind the word Vietnam!
As I pass I see the Spirits come alive
The Flag confines history for you and I.
For us to never forget how we did survive.
She tells me of a place in a far away land,
I heard the screaming of the falling men.
There’s Our Flag,was once flying so proud!
The yellow with three Stripes.
Standing for freedom for you and I.
Many brave men have made it be.
Because the Freedom is not free.
Xuân Nhi & Thùy Trang