Little Saigon

I heard about a place called Little Saigon
Everybody’s got my face, so mine won’t have to grow so long
Palm trees, a terrace seat, a café where I belong
Oh, I think I’d like to go to this place, Little Saigon

One day I’d like to go to a place called Little Saigon
Buy shoes in a little shop and silks from Vietnam
Take lessons on the Đàn bầu and play an old folk song
Oh, I think I’d like to go to this place, Little Saigon

Un jour, je vais aller à Little Saigon
J’enverrai une lettre en Français à ma maman
“C’est pas Saigon, maman, mais je serais content longtemps.”
Un jour, je voudrais aller à Little Saigon

One day, I’m gonna go to a place called Little Saigon
Listen to the CBC Band loud with my headphones on
Walk around the indoor mall where the language sounds like song
Oh, I think I’d like to go to this place, Little Saigon
Oh, I think I’d like to go to this place, Little Saigon