ត្រសង

Remember the old days when we lived together, wherever we went, we always shared a meal. Today, my brother, let me cry.

The water of the river is clear and clear, the new moon season is here, my sister and I are running hand in hand, ready to carry you in our arms.

Both young and old, there are couples.

Singing for fun

Villagers walk out

Deep heart, the couple dances close to each other

Together, we went to the temple to worship..

Walk together in pairs.

Friends follow the fields

Wild flowers blooming in clusters, adorned the city of Angkor.

Sometimes we walk together when we are still friends.

រំ ពង់ ត្រ សង ហួរ

Sarika flies, singing happily.

I used to hold my husband's lap, lift him up three times, lead him by the hand, cross the river to bathe, my face was like a swan but my heart was like a crow, making me cry in tears and cry in despair.

I used to lie on my husband's lap, lift him up three times, lead him by the hand, cross the stream, bathe, my face is like a swan but my heart is like a crow, let me cry in tears in despair

We sing the trumpet