The night breathes jasmine and rain. Mưa trên phố, anh còn đây (rain on the street, you’re still near), Đèn mờ soi, giấc mơ gầy (lamplight shines on fragile dreams). Dòng sông hát bằng hơi thở (the river sings through breath), Tôi nghe tim mình nhớ (I hear my heart remember). Old streets hum beneath the rain, lost names whisper through the chain. Neon ghosts in puddles gleam, we live inside a fading dream. Gió ru tình, như tiếng xưa (the wind hums an old song), Between the noise, our hearts endure, Saigon still breathes in blue. Saigon, shadows in the rain, trong mưa, em gọi tên (in the rain, I call your name). Through smoke and light we lose, we find, the sound of love, left behind. Nắng tan dần trên mái cong (the sun dissolves on curved roofs), Tôi mỉm cười, nghe tiếng lòng (I smile and hear the soul’s song). Thành phố mơ như làn khói (the city dreams like mist), Giữa hoàng hôn, tình vẫn chói (love still shines at dusk). The river glows beneath our feet, The city hums a pulse so sweet, We fade, we stay, complete. Saigon, shadows in the rain, trong mưa, em gọi tên. Between the thunder and the street, our hearts remember every beat.
