As we were making our final approach for landing, music began to play over the plane’s loudspeaker system. It was a song I had never heard before, performed gently by a female singer – surprisingly I thought, in English.
“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.”