On Healing Land, Birds Perch (2025) Movie Script
1
- [Narrator] The so-called
Indochina War did come to an end,
which left Vietnam divided
between a Communist North
and an Anti-Communist South.
The military forces of the
Communist North, the Vit Cng,
began to infiltrate the South
in ever increasing numbers.
(guns shooting)
- [Narrator] On the first two nights
of the Tet Lunar New Year's,
the Vit Cng, violating
the truce agreed on
for that holiday, struck
across the entire length
of South Vietnam.
(person speaks in Vietnamese)
(gun shoots)
- [Narrator] Within 24
hours, Eddie Adams' snapshot
of a Vit Cng guerrilla being executed
made front pages around the world.
- The first time I saw the photo,
I was in 11th grade,
I was horrified, I guess.
That's my dad.
- The first time I was shown
that picture was in Time
Magazine by one of my uncle.
That's the Viet Cong that killed your family.
- [Narrator] The picture of
the execution so shocked people
that people who hadn't
thought about the war
suddenly got such a jolt.
(crowd chanting indistinctly)
- [Narrator] An unsettling image
that won the 1969 Pulitzer Prize.
- Pictures don't tell the whole story.
You look at a photograph,
youre looking at one five-hundredth of a second
or one two-hundred-and-fiftieth of a second,
and its a moment
you dont see all sides of it.
(somber music)
(no audio)
(birds chirping)
(engine rumbling)
- [June] Okay.
Bon appetit.
- It's a small bowl of pho.
- [Loc] It's nice to have
a dinner together, right?
- [June] Oh, definitely.
- Yes. We haven't eaten
together in a long time.
I miss coming home to your food.
- Yes.
Yeah, I remember when
I went to grad school,
- [Christine] Just American food?
- Uh-huh.
Uh, bratwurst.
(all laughing)
I share a lot about my childhood
because I think my
childhood was so idyllic.
I loved living in Vietnam.
- I would love to visit Vietnam
to see where you both grew up.
- It's hard because Vietnam
now is so different.
The Vietnam, where I grew
up, it's just a memory.
- People from Vietnam
used to tell us stories
about our grandparents.
- They want to make sure that we know
what happened during the years of war.
- You know, our family has
always chosen the path of, like,
just keeping silent on the subject.
But now there's a new
generation, two new generations
that come up who knew nothing
about the Vietnam War.
- I can't imagine moving my whole life.
So I'm very grateful
that you've given us all
the opportunities that we have today.
- This is our family when
the kids were very young.
For Vietnamese families,
extremely important.
But for us it's even more so.
We as a family form a perimeter, a fence
to protect ourselves.
Here are my kids.
I took this picture, (laughs)
and I think they are the
sweetest and cutest things.
When we came over, the
experience of being a refugee,
being different, and then
with the experience of my dad.
This is my dad.
Having to deal with the publicity.
My dad, I think of him every day.
Every day.
(music)
- [Hun] It is a combination
of New Year, Thanksgiving,
Christmas roll into one.
(music)
- You get to have an
outfit made just for Tet.
- Children receive a lot
of l x, red envelope
with new money for good
luck and good health.
It's a time of renewal,
- But Tet 1968 was not like that.
- Every year around Tet,
I start dreaming again
(Hun snivels)
of this nightmare.
(distant waves crashing)
We have this tradition
during Tet on New Year's day,
whoever it is, the
first to enter the house
will bring the luck into the house.
Usually, they would choose a person
that will bring good luck, good fortune,
good health to the family.
They called it xng t,
first to enter the portal of the family.
On New Year's day of 1968,
I heard the firecracker outside.
I was curious.
I just opened the door, walked out,
enjoying the views, and
then came back in again
and I was the first one
to xng t that year.
My father saw that
and basically just slapped me in the face.
I was nine years old at that time,
and to this day I still regret it.
I still think that I brought...
I still think that I'm the one
who brought bad luck to the family.
(music)
(guns shooting)
- [Narrator] Suddenly and without warning,
the violence of war shattered
the peaceful celebration
of the Lunar New Year.
- [Narrator] The Vit Cng
simultaneously attacked
just about every major city
and town in South Vietnam.
- [Narrator] The battle
now was for Saigon itself.
- [Narrator] As many
as 12 North Vietnamese
and Vit Cng battalions
had taken the city.
(children crying)
- We were all awakened by our father
and told us to get into a bunker.
I was praying to God, "Please save us."
But that didn't happen.
I see some bright lights.
The next thing is I found
myself on the floor bleeding.
I was shot in the head.
It pierced through my skull here
and my brother,
I can still see his belly was cut open
and he was breathing hard.
Some of his last breath.
(music)
And I hid between the sandbags.
In the meantime, Vit Cng,
they went through the house.
They took out the beers
and they were eating,
while my mom was laying there dying.
(music)
I listened to my mom crying out in pain
for almost, seems like eternity.
She suffered a lot.
I can't erase that out of my memory.
(typewriter clattering)
(drums playing)
(typewriter clattering)
(drums playing)
(somber music)
- [Narrator] Vit Cng
snipers and suicide commandos
were holed up inside the embassy compound
and firing from surrounding building.
(guns shooting)
- [Narrator] Now the Vit
Cng have carried the war
into the cities, and there
seems to be no place to hide
from the bombs and the bullets.
- [Narrator] Almost predictably,
the South Vietnamese reacted
to the surprise attack
by arresting anyone
who couldn't prove his
loyalty to the government.
- [Hun] The first time I saw the photo
of my family was in Time Magazine.
- [Narrator] Government
troops were ordered
to get as much revenge as they could.
(guns shooting)
- [Hun] It was shown to me by my uncle.
He showed me also the picture
executing one of the Vit Cng.
- [Narrator] Government troops
had captured the commander
of the Vit Cng Commando unit.
- He told me that that was
the Viet Cong that killed my family
and I was thinking in my
mind is, how does he know
that that's the guy who killed my family?
(gun bangs)
(somber music)
(somber music)
In Washington today,
an echo of the Vietnam War,
the U.S. government wants to deport a refugee
General Nguyn Ngc Loan,
once chief of the National
Police of South Vietnam.
He is remembered for having shot
and killed a man in the streets of Saigon.
The immigration service calls
that moral turpitude and wants him out.
- [Reporter] Today, the former general
runs a small restaurant
in Burke, Virginia,
just outside of Washington,
and now the government
wants to deport him.
- You know, I probably
had the same reaction
that any normal person would have,
which is horror.
But then, you know, I know my dad.
He's somebody who's
extremely generous and kind,
somebody who put their family first
and put their country first.
When I think of my dad, I think
of all the pictures showing
his love for his grandchildren
and here he is holding my son.
When I first heard about
it, it was everywhere.
It was in the news. It
was discussed in school.
The kids in the class
had that horrified look,
that "What kind of a person is your dad?"
- It's beautiful. Walking
through this is really zen.
As a child, that's probably one
of my happiest time in Vietnam.
Trees all around you,
make you forget about
all the life trouble.
I used to just lie down like this,
looking up and looking
in the cloud floating by
and just imagine that I'm one of the cloud
and just daydreaming all day long.
I feel connected.
I feel like I'm part of the surrounding
that just make me happy.
Yeah, being here like
this is just bring back
a lot of the good memory that I had.
(music)
I try to recall the good
time with my mom, my dad,
my family in Vietnam.
It's just override with all
of these painful memories.
The happier time seemed to fade faster.
I don't remember what my
brother and sisters like,
what my dad or my mom
smelled like, their voice.
To think about them in a peaceful way,
it's just almost impossible.
What I recall was what happened to them.
It's just like, just happened yesterday.
It never goes away.
(traffic humming)
I wrote this when I went back to Vietnam.
The taxi weave its way from the airport
threading through the
tangled maze of the city.
A park came into view, striking
a chord of familiarity.
I leaned forward and asked the cab driver,
"Isn't that the former
Mc nh Chi cemetery?"
The memory came rushing back.
I recognized that that
park was the old cemetery
where my family was buried.
I barely remember what happened that day.
I was like a zombie.
I don't even feel pain at that point.
I'm just lost.
My guilt is I'm the one who caused it all,
'cause I bring bad luck to the family.
I still regret it to this day.
Guilt that I survive.
I feel like God is punishing me.
I wish that I could be with them.
I wish that all the time.
(birds chirping)
(engine humming)
- My parents' restaurant was
right here with this door.
There was no door here.
That was the front and
that's the mall entrance.
My parents were working seven
days a week for several years.
You know, there were all these
extracurricular activities
through high school
that I didn't belong to,
because I had to go home
and work at a restaurant.
That became our lives.
Life was difficult enough
trying to make a living
without having to deal
with this extra stress
of the deportation hearings.
I was angry that this
is happening to my dad
and to our family.
To send him back would be
to essentially send him
to be killed.
I remember seeing graffiti
a lot in the restrooms,
four letter words,
and my dad described as a war criminal.
It made me make a resolve to work hard,
to not have to deal with all that.
I got accepted to UVA, but my dad got sick
and I told him maybe I
should stay and help.
My dad said, "No way."
We were refugees
and he knew that the only way
that we could dig ourselves
out of this poverty
that we were in is for us kids
to get an education.
I felt very relieved when
President Carter decided
that the whole deportation
issue should be dropped.
When I went to college I could
leave all of that behind,
escaping being the
daughter of General Loan
and be my own person.
- This is always a quest for me,
trying to piece together my life,
my life of them, how it was.
I feel there's no justice in the world.
Sure, the execution is
very, very traumatic,
but this is just one
single act of atrocity.
It captured your attention,
but the true casualties of war here
are the women and the children.
At least 15,000 civilian deaths
happened during that time.
The picture of that Eddie Adams took,
changed the course of the war.
It changed the perception of the war.
- [Narrator] Radicals shouted
support for the Vietnam.
- But if you compare the two, right, one
between the two combatant on the field,
despite Vit Cng wearing
civilian clothing,
and the photo of my whole
family that was massacred,
which one is more atrocious?
And why is it that that's
not the frontline picture?
I think that the public
opinion will be different then.
- The picture is a picture,
but it doesn't tell the entire story.
The picture doesn't show what
happened before the photo.
The picture doesn't show
that this guy has been going
through town ordering, people
killed, killing people.
Until you are a soldier,
you cannot understand
how they react to things.
I can imagine my dad standing
right there seeing it,
just how it would've affected him.
You do not have their
experiences with war.
- I don't know what I would do.
I hope that I would be able
to have that discipline
to not shoot the guy.
- If you tell me,
identify him as the person
that killed my family,
I will say that I cannot
testify to that fact.
I can't see his face.
I'm speaking from a nine
years old perspective.
I don't remember.
- Even though I look at the picture
and I see the horror in it,
I don't see my dad as the
person in the picture,
I see him as an entire person
with all the experience I had with him.
So I don't question
what he did.
- I have so much connection to this place.
It's a place of reflection.
Speak to me from a
connection to the old country,
from a perspective of my new adopted home.
I was lucky enough to be able to come here
to America as refugee.
That doesn't happen all
the time to everyone.
We became part of this American fabric
that we are building today.
Joining the Navy is because
I want to repay that debt.
I always wanted to
continue my father's legacy
to do the thing that my
family would be proud of me.
It is a great honor to attain the rank of Admiral,
and Im tremendously humbled to become the
first Vietnamese American
to wear the flags insignia of
the United States Navy.
The refugees, we all go
through the same steps.
We all come over here.
We all have to deal with all
the trauma that we experience,
leaving our homeland,
figuring out how to fit in,
whether you ever fit in.
What does it mean to be Vietnamese
after 50 years not visiting Vietnam?
Once you become very sure of yourself,
you found yourself, you can have peace
and be able to say, "Even
though I am an American,
I'm a Vietnamese at heart.
(music)
- When the Vietnamese diaspora,
they lost the war, they came here.
They never had a chance to have closure.
- You still see the trauma
of war on both sides,
and so how do we
move forward togther?
- Before I was very adamant
about not going back to Vietnam,
because I felt that I
would be dishonoring my dad
against communism and
protecting his country.
But now, I've made peace with the fact
that Vietnam is no longer the
Vietnam that I grew up in.
My kids want to see Vietnam,
where their parents came from.
They've grown up with
the Vietnamese culture.
They want to know their roots,
and I think that
I should not prevent that from happening.
- Why I survive? Why me?
That question always gnawed at me.
I want that nine years
old little boy to move on
and achieve greater things.
(music)
When I first came to the US,
that's the first time I experienced peace
and I'm wishing for
peace around the world.
The Vietnamese will say
"Dat Lanh Chim Dau",
it means that where you
have a blessed place,
birds will stay there,
will be there.
- [Narrator] The so-called
Indochina War did come to an end,
which left Vietnam divided
between a Communist North
and an Anti-Communist South.
The military forces of the
Communist North, the Vit Cng,
began to infiltrate the South
in ever increasing numbers.
(guns shooting)
- [Narrator] On the first two nights
of the Tet Lunar New Year's,
the Vit Cng, violating
the truce agreed on
for that holiday, struck
across the entire length
of South Vietnam.
(person speaks in Vietnamese)
(gun shoots)
- [Narrator] Within 24
hours, Eddie Adams' snapshot
of a Vit Cng guerrilla being executed
made front pages around the world.
- The first time I saw the photo,
I was in 11th grade,
I was horrified, I guess.
That's my dad.
- The first time I was shown
that picture was in Time
Magazine by one of my uncle.
That's the Viet Cong that killed your family.
- [Narrator] The picture of
the execution so shocked people
that people who hadn't
thought about the war
suddenly got such a jolt.
(crowd chanting indistinctly)
- [Narrator] An unsettling image
that won the 1969 Pulitzer Prize.
- Pictures don't tell the whole story.
You look at a photograph,
youre looking at one five-hundredth of a second
or one two-hundred-and-fiftieth of a second,
and its a moment
you dont see all sides of it.
(somber music)
(no audio)
(birds chirping)
(engine rumbling)
- [June] Okay.
Bon appetit.
- It's a small bowl of pho.
- [Loc] It's nice to have
a dinner together, right?
- [June] Oh, definitely.
- Yes. We haven't eaten
together in a long time.
I miss coming home to your food.
- Yes.
Yeah, I remember when
I went to grad school,
- [Christine] Just American food?
- Uh-huh.
Uh, bratwurst.
(all laughing)
I share a lot about my childhood
because I think my
childhood was so idyllic.
I loved living in Vietnam.
- I would love to visit Vietnam
to see where you both grew up.
- It's hard because Vietnam
now is so different.
The Vietnam, where I grew
up, it's just a memory.
- People from Vietnam
used to tell us stories
about our grandparents.
- They want to make sure that we know
what happened during the years of war.
- You know, our family has
always chosen the path of, like,
just keeping silent on the subject.
But now there's a new
generation, two new generations
that come up who knew nothing
about the Vietnam War.
- I can't imagine moving my whole life.
So I'm very grateful
that you've given us all
the opportunities that we have today.
- This is our family when
the kids were very young.
For Vietnamese families,
extremely important.
But for us it's even more so.
We as a family form a perimeter, a fence
to protect ourselves.
Here are my kids.
I took this picture, (laughs)
and I think they are the
sweetest and cutest things.
When we came over, the
experience of being a refugee,
being different, and then
with the experience of my dad.
This is my dad.
Having to deal with the publicity.
My dad, I think of him every day.
Every day.
(music)
- [Hun] It is a combination
of New Year, Thanksgiving,
Christmas roll into one.
(music)
- You get to have an
outfit made just for Tet.
- Children receive a lot
of l x, red envelope
with new money for good
luck and good health.
It's a time of renewal,
- But Tet 1968 was not like that.
- Every year around Tet,
I start dreaming again
(Hun snivels)
of this nightmare.
(distant waves crashing)
We have this tradition
during Tet on New Year's day,
whoever it is, the
first to enter the house
will bring the luck into the house.
Usually, they would choose a person
that will bring good luck, good fortune,
good health to the family.
They called it xng t,
first to enter the portal of the family.
On New Year's day of 1968,
I heard the firecracker outside.
I was curious.
I just opened the door, walked out,
enjoying the views, and
then came back in again
and I was the first one
to xng t that year.
My father saw that
and basically just slapped me in the face.
I was nine years old at that time,
and to this day I still regret it.
I still think that I brought...
I still think that I'm the one
who brought bad luck to the family.
(music)
(guns shooting)
- [Narrator] Suddenly and without warning,
the violence of war shattered
the peaceful celebration
of the Lunar New Year.
- [Narrator] The Vit Cng
simultaneously attacked
just about every major city
and town in South Vietnam.
- [Narrator] The battle
now was for Saigon itself.
- [Narrator] As many
as 12 North Vietnamese
and Vit Cng battalions
had taken the city.
(children crying)
- We were all awakened by our father
and told us to get into a bunker.
I was praying to God, "Please save us."
But that didn't happen.
I see some bright lights.
The next thing is I found
myself on the floor bleeding.
I was shot in the head.
It pierced through my skull here
and my brother,
I can still see his belly was cut open
and he was breathing hard.
Some of his last breath.
(music)
And I hid between the sandbags.
In the meantime, Vit Cng,
they went through the house.
They took out the beers
and they were eating,
while my mom was laying there dying.
(music)
I listened to my mom crying out in pain
for almost, seems like eternity.
She suffered a lot.
I can't erase that out of my memory.
(typewriter clattering)
(drums playing)
(typewriter clattering)
(drums playing)
(somber music)
- [Narrator] Vit Cng
snipers and suicide commandos
were holed up inside the embassy compound
and firing from surrounding building.
(guns shooting)
- [Narrator] Now the Vit
Cng have carried the war
into the cities, and there
seems to be no place to hide
from the bombs and the bullets.
- [Narrator] Almost predictably,
the South Vietnamese reacted
to the surprise attack
by arresting anyone
who couldn't prove his
loyalty to the government.
- [Hun] The first time I saw the photo
of my family was in Time Magazine.
- [Narrator] Government
troops were ordered
to get as much revenge as they could.
(guns shooting)
- [Hun] It was shown to me by my uncle.
He showed me also the picture
executing one of the Vit Cng.
- [Narrator] Government troops
had captured the commander
of the Vit Cng Commando unit.
- He told me that that was
the Viet Cong that killed my family
and I was thinking in my
mind is, how does he know
that that's the guy who killed my family?
(gun bangs)
(somber music)
(somber music)
In Washington today,
an echo of the Vietnam War,
the U.S. government wants to deport a refugee
General Nguyn Ngc Loan,
once chief of the National
Police of South Vietnam.
He is remembered for having shot
and killed a man in the streets of Saigon.
The immigration service calls
that moral turpitude and wants him out.
- [Reporter] Today, the former general
runs a small restaurant
in Burke, Virginia,
just outside of Washington,
and now the government
wants to deport him.
- You know, I probably
had the same reaction
that any normal person would have,
which is horror.
But then, you know, I know my dad.
He's somebody who's
extremely generous and kind,
somebody who put their family first
and put their country first.
When I think of my dad, I think
of all the pictures showing
his love for his grandchildren
and here he is holding my son.
When I first heard about
it, it was everywhere.
It was in the news. It
was discussed in school.
The kids in the class
had that horrified look,
that "What kind of a person is your dad?"
- It's beautiful. Walking
through this is really zen.
As a child, that's probably one
of my happiest time in Vietnam.
Trees all around you,
make you forget about
all the life trouble.
I used to just lie down like this,
looking up and looking
in the cloud floating by
and just imagine that I'm one of the cloud
and just daydreaming all day long.
I feel connected.
I feel like I'm part of the surrounding
that just make me happy.
Yeah, being here like
this is just bring back
a lot of the good memory that I had.
(music)
I try to recall the good
time with my mom, my dad,
my family in Vietnam.
It's just override with all
of these painful memories.
The happier time seemed to fade faster.
I don't remember what my
brother and sisters like,
what my dad or my mom
smelled like, their voice.
To think about them in a peaceful way,
it's just almost impossible.
What I recall was what happened to them.
It's just like, just happened yesterday.
It never goes away.
(traffic humming)
I wrote this when I went back to Vietnam.
The taxi weave its way from the airport
threading through the
tangled maze of the city.
A park came into view, striking
a chord of familiarity.
I leaned forward and asked the cab driver,
"Isn't that the former
Mc nh Chi cemetery?"
The memory came rushing back.
I recognized that that
park was the old cemetery
where my family was buried.
I barely remember what happened that day.
I was like a zombie.
I don't even feel pain at that point.
I'm just lost.
My guilt is I'm the one who caused it all,
'cause I bring bad luck to the family.
I still regret it to this day.
Guilt that I survive.
I feel like God is punishing me.
I wish that I could be with them.
I wish that all the time.
(birds chirping)
(engine humming)
- My parents' restaurant was
right here with this door.
There was no door here.
That was the front and
that's the mall entrance.
My parents were working seven
days a week for several years.
You know, there were all these
extracurricular activities
through high school
that I didn't belong to,
because I had to go home
and work at a restaurant.
That became our lives.
Life was difficult enough
trying to make a living
without having to deal
with this extra stress
of the deportation hearings.
I was angry that this
is happening to my dad
and to our family.
To send him back would be
to essentially send him
to be killed.
I remember seeing graffiti
a lot in the restrooms,
four letter words,
and my dad described as a war criminal.
It made me make a resolve to work hard,
to not have to deal with all that.
I got accepted to UVA, but my dad got sick
and I told him maybe I
should stay and help.
My dad said, "No way."
We were refugees
and he knew that the only way
that we could dig ourselves
out of this poverty
that we were in is for us kids
to get an education.
I felt very relieved when
President Carter decided
that the whole deportation
issue should be dropped.
When I went to college I could
leave all of that behind,
escaping being the
daughter of General Loan
and be my own person.
- This is always a quest for me,
trying to piece together my life,
my life of them, how it was.
I feel there's no justice in the world.
Sure, the execution is
very, very traumatic,
but this is just one
single act of atrocity.
It captured your attention,
but the true casualties of war here
are the women and the children.
At least 15,000 civilian deaths
happened during that time.
The picture of that Eddie Adams took,
changed the course of the war.
It changed the perception of the war.
- [Narrator] Radicals shouted
support for the Vietnam.
- But if you compare the two, right, one
between the two combatant on the field,
despite Vit Cng wearing
civilian clothing,
and the photo of my whole
family that was massacred,
which one is more atrocious?
And why is it that that's
not the frontline picture?
I think that the public
opinion will be different then.
- The picture is a picture,
but it doesn't tell the entire story.
The picture doesn't show what
happened before the photo.
The picture doesn't show
that this guy has been going
through town ordering, people
killed, killing people.
Until you are a soldier,
you cannot understand
how they react to things.
I can imagine my dad standing
right there seeing it,
just how it would've affected him.
You do not have their
experiences with war.
- I don't know what I would do.
I hope that I would be able
to have that discipline
to not shoot the guy.
- If you tell me,
identify him as the person
that killed my family,
I will say that I cannot
testify to that fact.
I can't see his face.
I'm speaking from a nine
years old perspective.
I don't remember.
- Even though I look at the picture
and I see the horror in it,
I don't see my dad as the
person in the picture,
I see him as an entire person
with all the experience I had with him.
So I don't question
what he did.
- I have so much connection to this place.
It's a place of reflection.
Speak to me from a
connection to the old country,
from a perspective of my new adopted home.
I was lucky enough to be able to come here
to America as refugee.
That doesn't happen all
the time to everyone.
We became part of this American fabric
that we are building today.
Joining the Navy is because
I want to repay that debt.
I always wanted to
continue my father's legacy
to do the thing that my
family would be proud of me.
It is a great honor to attain the rank of Admiral,
and Im tremendously humbled to become the
first Vietnamese American
to wear the flags insignia of
the United States Navy.
The refugees, we all go
through the same steps.
We all come over here.
We all have to deal with all
the trauma that we experience,
leaving our homeland,
figuring out how to fit in,
whether you ever fit in.
What does it mean to be Vietnamese
after 50 years not visiting Vietnam?
Once you become very sure of yourself,
you found yourself, you can have peace
and be able to say, "Even
though I am an American,
I'm a Vietnamese at heart.
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- When the Vietnamese diaspora,
they lost the war, they came here.
They never had a chance to have closure.
- You still see the trauma
of war on both sides,
and so how do we
move forward togther?
- Before I was very adamant
about not going back to Vietnam,
because I felt that I
would be dishonoring my dad
against communism and
protecting his country.
But now, I've made peace with the fact
that Vietnam is no longer the
Vietnam that I grew up in.
My kids want to see Vietnam,
where their parents came from.
They've grown up with
the Vietnamese culture.
They want to know their roots,
and I think that
I should not prevent that from happening.
- Why I survive? Why me?
That question always gnawed at me.
I want that nine years
old little boy to move on
and achieve greater things.
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When I first came to the US,
that's the first time I experienced peace
and I'm wishing for
peace around the world.
The Vietnamese will say
"Dat Lanh Chim Dau",
it means that where you
have a blessed place,
birds will stay there,
will be there.