The Song: A HEART NOT FOR SALE | MUSIC BY TRƯƠNG DŨNG |

🎶 SONG: A HEART NOT FOR SALE
| MUSIC BY TRƯƠNG DŨNG |
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FOR LOST FRIENDS

The Vietnamese heart, full of endless care,
Yet bleeding so often in the stormy air.
Some cry for charity, some cry through blind faith,
But they twist the pain, and they sell the grace.

When the flood came down to the Central land,
The whole nation rose, giving hand in hand.
But somewhere shadows count the gold,
Taking the hope, turning warm hearts cold.

They wear the robe of “faith” so pure,
Preaching love while their minds obscure.
The people’s trust becomes numbers on a page,
When blind devotion turns into a stage.

The Vietnamese heart, full of endless care,
Yet bleeding so often in the stormy air.
Some cry for charity, some cry through blind faith,
But they twist the pain, and they sell the grace.

When disasters strike – the tears still flow,
Houses swept away, lives drowned below.
People donate just to ease the pain,
But some fake saints turn it into a game.

Speaking kindness but the kindness ain’t real,
Speaking love while their pockets they fill.
We won’t let hearts be a market to trade,
We won’t let this nation be tricked, betrayed.

Our hearts are not a thing to weigh,
Not for bargains, not for play.
Vietnam’s love is bright as stone,
Don’t let the thieves call it their own.

The Vietnamese heart, though scarred with pain,
Still shining strong through the flood and rain.
No blind faith, no charity scheme,
Can sell the love of this people’s dream!