He returned to Quang Ngai to visit Chau Sa
To remember the ancestors under a setting moon
The lost kingdom had been destructed
only inert territory left
The old citadel had been crumbled
since that the ghosts have been wandering
Behold, the courageous, young men might have been
on the King’s boat
Those could have been the sacred elephants
next to the ivory towers
Beautiful women, magnificent ancient temples
Once there was the glorious land of Chiampa