THÀ LÀ QUÊN ĐI - Nhạc Ngoại Lời Việt Phạm Duy - Anh Tú #Kyphan

Câu Chuyện Đầu Năm

🖤 Share your honest impression -  from soul to soul, if this sound  found you.

The central idea of this song is that our failures shape us more truthfully than our successes. Each “failure” exposes who we really are, not who we are supposed to be. The irony is that these so-called failures often lead us to the roles we’re unintentionally best at. A reminder that life is lived through missteps, contradictions, and imperfect choices. You don’t win by becoming flawless; you win by staying real, even when the score looks terrible. Failure is not the end — it’s the most honest expression of survival.

Failed as a husband,
Made it as a lover,
Love the sunrise,
New room handover.

Failed as honest,
Made it as a crook,
Spoke the truth once,
No money took.

I miss the point,
But not the day.
I lose the fight,
And keep the play.
You call it wrong—
I call it my way.

Failed as a believer,
Made it as a priest,
Prayed in a whisper,
But noise is the best 

Failed as a listener,
Made it as a shrink,
I can focus on you,
If it's how I think.

I miss the point,
But not the day.
I lose the fight,
And keep the play.
You call it wrong—
I call it my way.

Failed as a dreamer,
Made it as a boss,
I have no vision,
But I can  make it a loss.

Failed as a friend,
Made it as a confidant,
I could be loyal,
But secrets I can't

I miss the point,
But not the day.
I lose the fight,
And keep the play.
You call it wrong—
I call it my way.

Failed as a sinner,
Made it as a preacher,
Cannot behave,
But tell you the way.

I failed a lot,
But I was true,
Intentions were good,
My feelings too,
But cannot fight,
The need to survive.

My art of losing

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The farm on the old dirt road

Linh Hon Cua Anh

Duyen Que

Hoa No Ve Dem

Duoc Tin Em Lay Chong

Doi Mat Nguoi Xua

Tam Ca Hanh Ngo - Duyen Kiep

Dem Buon Tinh Le

Giang Tu 9 - Ba Thang Ta Tu

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Chiều xưa phai nắng dấu mòn đưa lốị
Soi bóng chung đôi mà hóa chia phôị
Sương lạnh chiều đông vương tiếng thở
của người nguyện đợi chờ nghẹn ngào giờ tiễn đưạ
Chợt thấy lòng rớt giữa hư vộ
Ðưa tiễn nhau đi ngại những đêm mưạ
Ðêm chập chờn buông lên giấc mộng
Em vẫn thường gặp anh như lúc xưa nơi sân trường.

Anh lên đường trăm hướng.
Em ở lại sầu thương.
Buốt giá câu thơ những lúc đêm mờ,
Ướp cánh hoa xưa vẫn nhớ hương chờ mà đắm trong nghẹn ngàọ

Mười năm mơ kết mây thành hoa trắng.
Mây vỡ hoa tan tàn giấc mơ hoạ
Anh hãy về đây đêm giá lạnh
Vẫn nghe nồng hơi ấm của tâm hồn tròn mợ


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