Bonjour Vietnam

This is a Vietnam's beauty slideshow (visualgui) with a soft, sweet and sensuous vocals of the young Vietnamese-Belgian Pham Quynh Anh performing "Bonjour Vietnam" a wonderful French ballad written by Marc Lavoine.

The draft version in English of "Bonjour Vietnam," which has been circulated on the Internet, is given below:

Bonjour Vietnam (Translated English Lyrics)

Tell me all about this name, that is difficult to say.
It was given me the day I was born.

Want to know about the stories of the empire of old.
My eyes say more of me than what you dare to say.

All I know of you is all the sights of war.
A film by Coppola, the helicopter's roar.

One day I'll touch your soil.
One day I'll finally know your soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.

Tell me all about my colour, my hair and my little feet
that have carried me every mile of the way.

Want to see your house, your streets. Show me all I do not know.
Wooden sampans, floadting markets, light of gold.

All I know of you is all the sights of war.
A film by Coppola, the helicopter's roar.

One day I'll touch your soil.
One day I'll finally know your soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.

And Buddha's made of stone watch over me.
My dreams that lead me through the fields of rice.
In prayer, in the light... I see my kin.
I touch my tree, my roots, my begins...

One day I'll touch your soil.
One day I'll finally know your soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.

One day I'll touch your soil.
One day I'll finally know your soul.
One day I'll come to you.
To say hello... Vietnam.
To say hello... Vietnam.
To say "xin chào"... Vietnam.

Bonjour Vietnam (French Lyrics)

Marc Lavoine
performed by Pham Quynh Anh

Raconte moi ce nom étrange et difficile à prononcer
Que je porte depuis que je suis née.
Raconte moi le vieil empire et le trait de mes yeux bridés,
Qui disent mieux que moi ce que tu n’oses dire.
Je ne sais de toi que des images de la guerre,
Un film de Coppola, [et] des hélicoptères en colère ...

Un jour, j’irai là bas, un jour dire bonjour à ton âme.
Un jour, j’irai là bas [pour] te dire bonjour, Vietnam.

Raconte moi ma couleur, mes cheveux et mes petits pieds,
Qui me portent depuis que je suis née.
Raconte moi ta maison, ta rue, racontes moi cet inconnu,
Les marchés flottants et les sampans de bois.
Je ne connais de mon pays que des photos de la guerre,
Un film de Coppola, [et] des hélicoptères en colère ...

Un jour, j’irai là bas, un jour dire bonjour à mon âme.
Un jour, j’firai là bas [pour] te dire bonjour, Vietnam.

Les temples et les Boudhas de pierre pour mes pères,
Les femmes courbées dans les rizières pour mes mères,
Dans la prière, dans la lumière, revoir mes frères,
Toucher mon âme, mes racines, ma terre...

Un jour, j’irai là bas, un jour dire bonjour à mon âme.
Un jour, j’irai là bas [pour] te dire bonjour, Vietnam (2 fois).