សូរ្យសែង

Seang So Yeang disappeared with the sun

The sound of the dying sun_The sun has faded, hiding its radiance_I live as an orphan with the night_The southwest tide is kind to me too

The mother flower has withered, leaving its stalks_Leaving the orphan brother alone_Tonight the moon rises, the sun shines brightly_But I am torn, torn apart by sorrow

The mountain forest is dark, the sun is shining ...

Sun

Only the moon and the sun

Watch the sun shine against the counselor