The Mother of Ha Long Bay
Long, fiery,
Her scale glimmers through the waters,
Rouge and yellow.
She protects the land, forming long mazes,
Left to Right.
All who comes will fear her, for she is
Long, fiery.
Her love is eternal, it burns
Rouge and yellow
She may cease to exist, but she lives on from
Left to Right.
You can feel her seeping into your skin
Long, fiery.
She is the baton
Rouge and yellow
She directs your feelings, actions, your love from
Left to Right.
She reminds you how life is a sterling scale
Long, fiery.
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