Through the Market's Eyes - Bao Binh
Through the market's eyes I see her still
A quiet girl with a heart of will
In the early light she labored on
While the world around her moved along
Through the market's eyes a story is clear
A life of struggle, a life so dear
In every fish, in every scale
I see her heart, I hear her tale
Years have gone off the market states
A reminder of those humble days
She worked in silence, head held low
A life of care with a little show
Through the market's eyes a story is clear
A life of struggle, a life so dear
In every fish, in every scale
I see her heart, I hear her tale
I hear her tale
Years have gone off the market states
A reminder of those humble days
She worked in silence, head held low
A life of care with a little show
Through the market's eyes a story is clear
A life of struggle, a life so dear
In every fish, in every scale
I see her heart, I hear her tale
I wonder now where she finds her rest
In the fields of green, in life's quiet quest
Through the market's eyes I seek the truth
Of a girl who gave her all in youth
Through the market's eyes a story is clear
A life of struggle, a life so dear
In every fish, in every scale
I see her heart, I hear her tale
I hear her tale
I hear her tale
I hear her tale