Lyrics of Bac Ninh In I Am Everyone has a time to love and remember And my hometown never has itself I still remember poems, songs about a land In my mother's lyrics, there is still a red alluvium color Of North... As my mother, she is a water carrier, a vegetable garden, a sugar cane field, and a bridegroom Rice fields, rice seeds sprouted, rising from the ground, trying to find what was lost ... Bac Ninh in me are her accounts ... during the years of the war, he went to battle at home, raised his children .. Years of life are worn out, but people still try, even though life is bitter My hometown was built from heroic victories, from the glorious Luy Lau period, the northern army was purged, to the years of fire and bombs ... Bac Ninh people still endured and resilient. .. The enemy came to the village, I kept the village, the enemy killed people, I saved people ... She told me many things about the time when she was in her twenties, that of my fathers, a grain of sword rice is still difficult, patriotism is still there And then, forever still, and then just like that, my hometown stood still, even though time faded my country is still standing, even though time fades ... Bac Ninh in me is a peaceful childhood, like many other children, I wash buffalo bathing in the river in the dawn .. and on windy afternoons, my dream fly a little kite Mom taught me. Want to fly away you must know that the homeland is home to follow in his father's footsteps Le Van Thinh and Ly Dao Re are the first status quo that we should remember, and I understood that, despite life's hardships, When money cannot be, there is still a miracle .. '' One basket of students, a doctor, one poinsettia, a boat of labels '' - that's my hometown That's where I was born, that's where I'm not old, where I've always considered home, even when I'm away ... Still the sugarcane yard, the bridegroom, along the Duong River, next to the Cau River, still the boat is quiet, heavy alluvium, despite heavy rain and storms ... Song Bac Ninh is now different ... My homeland is constantly changing day by day. Because ... Bac Ninh people are not only good at farming but also very skillful Phu Lang ceramics, casting Dai Bai bronze, forging iron Da Hoi ... famous craft villages are becoming a development center ... a rich countryside Every Tet comes, Spring comes, the countryside markets, Dong Ho paintings on scallop paper .. to festivals, bold national identity .. From the Dau pagoda, pen Thap pagoda, to see the flowers of Buddha Tich pagoda, the Dong Ky fireworks festival. Love songs, thousands of people love, thousands of people love Our relatives, men folded, shirts Our mandarin, three and seven clothes singing sentences, precious meaning, respect for love Sweet love songs, will love forever and dear people, don't come back, come to our land, and feel its fun And remember, my hometown ... Although it's not sunny, it's not windy, even though it doesn't have the salty taste of the sea, but always full of human love, Always warmly welcome, friends come to play Always warmly welcome, friends come to playvolume_upcontent_copysharestar_border.