Đình Phương - Thanh Tâm
True love is wealth... with it, you need nothing else.
Like each day grows as blades of grass with countless more to live,
My heart, it longs to be with hers; these words to her I give.
As springtime comes with cold and rain to make my heart light grow,
Gone are my days of loneliness amidst the winter's snow.
distance is'nt an issue because in the end ... i have you