អត្តឃាត

Floating on a suicide raft on the shore

Alone, do not be afraid to tell our children, both boys and girls, that Dad's generation has committed suicide because of Dad's writing.

The world’s so big I can never measure but my heart still says nowhere to go,

Let the losers fight for the nation Protect Angkor, we must not be separated Born a nation, must be brave, a bone, a plate, burn as an element If a thief catches it, he commits suicide