អត្តឃាត

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

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.