“ To reign over our souls and our destinies, The one being, heir of the builder Sovereigns, Guiding the proud old Kingdom. Temples are asleep in the forest, Remembering the splendour of Moha Nokor. Like a rock the Khmer race is eternal. ”
“ To reign over our souls and our destinies, The one being, heir of the builder Sovereigns, Guiding the proud old Kingdom. Temples are asleep in the forest, Remembering the splendour of Moha Nokor. Like a rock the Khmer race is eternal. ”