ស្រពោន

Do not be sad

When I was near you

Life turns sad

How are you today, my dear friend?

Heartbroken, heart

You smile until the afternoon, you wither

Beautiful face when near you

The old river of Thkov village waits for the road, but the river is covered with trees_Lon Tu, the owner of the raft, is a copy

I won't let the flower wither

It looks like the flowers have faded.

I give you a bunch of flowers as a handshake.

Even the waterlily flower is also wilted, and dropped its aroma

Eyes used to look, even though the face was angry, never sad

Stay with me, don't be sad, I'll soothe your worries

Stay with me, don't be sad, I'll soothe your worries baby

but now the girl changes a little bit

...for you to meet someone faithful so you won't be in pain

Look at the blooming flowers.

How are you today, Srophon Pheaktra?

Life changes.

The heart is no longer beating.

Now it withers like a flower.

Withered and withered

Heart is empty and meaningless.

Just a moment and it's gone.

I want to see you again

A moment like a fallen leaf

I love you with all my heart

You are a fragrant flower that never fades.

Ganga Rokar Srapon

Ganga Rokar Srapon

Today, my destiny sends on you fresh or ugly

Heart is pounding, my dear.

My heart used to be so sad and withered.

I would like to pick flowers and take care not to fade

Come back to me, don't let your heart be sad.

Turns out even more depressing.

Roses may change color, but your love will never change.

I changed my heart that used to be beautiful

The fresh grass is like the face you caress_never fades... fades, fades

Late at night, I endure watching your path, unable to see you, too tired to walk past.

Even if the flowers fall and the branches wither, I will always take care of you every day.

They say that this brother has passed away, but his life is not worth the flowers.

I am so happy, beyond imagination_I want to reach out, my hand is afraid of the flowers, they wither.

Dry the curtains together tied as a model of love that thinks good

Looking at the moon rising in the sky_I feel cold in my heart, for love is gone_ Oh!... Ho! The fate of flowers is fading

The beauty of plants is like your chest, which once withered and then bloomed like a flower. Love is soft, cool, guarding, and longing. It cherishes and cherishes the heart, never letting it be separated from you.

I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOUR SAD FACE AND I REALLY REALLY LOVE YOU.

The flower, once wilted, now blooms anew