The Boat Without A Destination Shore

Original Song: Con Thuyền Không Bến

Author: Đặng Thế Phong

Translated by VuongThanh

This evening, autumn arrives with its seasonal wind

This evening, the far sky in a light mist of cloud dreams

A small boat on the river gently floats

Like a melody of love,

gently plucked with the heart strings.

The trees covered in autumn’s foggy breath

its cool wind blows through thousands of branches

From afar, the wind’s lyrics resonates across the forest pines

The song of a bittersweet love, a golden dream has died

Rushing along with the wind,

the little boat follows the bright moon.

In the Love river,

water flows in different directions.

Boat, o boat, to which destination

are you drifting towards?

Floating on the Love river,

Who knows how deep it is or how shallow.

Remember those foggy evenings, 
when feelings of the heart are shared…
So much sadness since then, 
the boat’s dreams flows with the river currents
Although the dream harbor may still cherish love
O Boat, do not have expectations or hopes.

The soft moonlight
A boat in the dark night
On the vast waves,
dreaming of a harbor
some place?