Here is another part of it.

prahkeitouj wrote:This is the translation,Jamie. I hope Samouth will correct me. Sorry no laptop and no wifi at the moment.i can't type here because if I spend too much time , it will log out automatically . Hope is ok. Enjoy it.

thank you so much, you did that so quick!!

Translated by LittleSalary


Sinn Sisamouth - Who?

Ter mean nor na klas, mean nor na klas ak phorp,
ak phorp doujrup khnum ter mean te khnum? te khnum?
mnak te kvas kdey smos trong?

Who, who are unfortunate,
unfortunate like me or only me? only me?
who lack of honesty?

Ter khnum khos avey terb kam pdorn tea oy khnum kloujpsa
knong troung juk jab kdoa ngom
ban skoil kdey snei tae brae oy kert tuk thom ah haa..........
kdey souka kmean pel lahae.

Did i make any mistake? why unlucky is always with me and hurts my heart?
in the heart is burning knowing love, but it burned to be sad and sorrowful always.

Ter mean nor na klas, kvas sneiha pit,
mean jivit ros nov sob thngai, ros et dom lai hakretey bo ri sot brae et klemsar
khom bom ras dos sray jom norng snei oura nov tei chher jab krub pel velea
trom tam veasna jivit, ster tei ksen ksai ah haa.......
yub thngai keng ob tei tuk

Who, who are you lack of true love?
having life is no value now pure heart is meaningless.
try to get free from love tie but the heart still hurt everytime.
let it be, the life almost die,
every nights im sleeping with sadness.

Ter mean nor na klas, kvas sneiha pit,
mean jivit ros nov sob thngai, ros et dom lai hakretey bo ri sot brae et klemsar
khom bom ras dos sray jom norng snei oura nov tei chher jab krub pel velea
trom tam veasna jivit, ster tei ksen ksai ah haa.......
yub thngai keng ob tei tuk

Who, who are you lack of true love?
having life is no value now pure heart is meaningless.
try to get free from love tie but the heart still hurt everytime.
let it be, the life almost die,
every nights im sleeping with sadness.

You are welcome and thank you that rewrite it. I hope Samouth and everyone will correct us.

Heres something a bit different...
This is an old Punk Rock song by the Dead Kennedys, its a song called "Holiday in Cambodia" it was released in 1980 and its a singing about the contrast in the life between the western youth and those that had gone through the khmer rouge regime a few years before, how they think they know everything about the world but they wouldnt last a day if they actually went for a "Holiday in Cambodia"

lyrics:
So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

prahkeitouj wrote:You are welcome and thank you that rewrite it. I hope Samouth and everyone will correct us.

no worry little salary, your translation is good. Well done.

Jamie_Lambo wrote:Heres something a bit different...
This is an old Punk Rock song by the Dead Kennedys, its a song called "Holiday in Cambodia" it was released in 1980 and its a singing about the contrast in the life between the western youth and those that had gone through the khmer rouge regime a few years before, how they think they know everything about the world but they wouldnt last a day if they actually went for a "Holiday in Cambodia"

lyrics:
So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

yes this is completely different. i have never heard of this one.

Samouth wrote:

Jamie_Lambo wrote:Heres something a bit different...
This is an old Punk Rock song by the Dead Kennedys, its a song called "Holiday in Cambodia" it was released in 1980 and its a singing about the contrast in the life between the western youth and those that had gone through the khmer rouge regime a few years before, how they think they know everything about the world but they wouldnt last a day if they actually went for a "Holiday in Cambodia"

lyrics:
So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

yes this is completely different. i have never heard of this one.

haha they are an american band, and as they would say in the western world, its "before your time" so unless you really like the music i doubt you would have heard the song, hence why i share with you

I 've never heard it before.

Sorry i was trying to add romany as well, but it was really hard, so i just gave up.

Champa Battambang (Flower of Battambang)

ឱបាត់ដំបងបណ្ដូលចិត្តអើយ ខ្ញុំសូមលាហើយលាទំាំងអាល័យ
Oh! Battambang my favorite place, i would like to say good bye to you while i am still missing you.

តាំងពីរូបខ្ញុំបានឃ្លាតទៅឆ្ងាយ ខ្វាល់ខ្វាយ នឹងស្ដាយពុំមានពេលល្ហែ។
Since i have been away from you, i am always worried and missing all the time.

ឱបាត់ដំបងកងកម្មវាសនា ដែលខ្ញុំប្រាថ្នាគ្មានពេលទំនេរ។
Oh! Battambang my destiny where i have longed for to go every time.

បើសិនជាគូរខ្ញុំពីបុព្វេ សូមឲ្យមាសស្នេហ៍នឹងឃើញគ្រាដើម។
If we were supposed to be together, i wished you remember our past.

កន្លងយូរឆ្នាំចាំទេស្ងូន មានតែរូបអូនដែលជាដង្ហើម។ ចំពោះនួនល្អងចិត្តបងសង្ឃឹម សង្ឃឹម ញញឹមថាបានជាគូវាសនា។
It has been long time ago, do you still remember. You are my breath. For you, i have hoped that we are meant together.

ឱបាត់ដំបងខ្ញុំប៉ងយូរហើយ តើថ្ងៃណាឡើយបានយល់ភក្ដ្រា។ ចិត្តជ្រួលច្របល់រាល់ថ្ងៃខ្លោចផ្សា ចង់បាន ចម្ប៉ាបាត់ដំបងអើយ។
Oh! Battambang i have wished for long time ago when will i get you. I am overwhmeld and sad everyday. I want you Champa (flower) battambang.

កន្លងយូរឆ្នាំចាំទេស្ងូន មានតែរូបអូនដែលជាដង្ហើម។ ចំពោះនួនល្អងចិត្តបងសង្ឃឹម សង្ឃឹម ញញឹមថាបានជាគូវាសនា។
It has been long time ago, do you still remember. You are my breath. For you, i have hoped that we are meant together.

ឱបាត់ដំបងខ្ញុំប៉ងយូរហើយ តើថ្ងៃណាឡើយបានយល់ភក្ដ្រា។ ចិត្តជ្រួលច្របល់រាល់ថ្ងៃខ្លោចផ្សា ចង់បាន ចម្ប៉ាបាត់ដំបងអើយ។ ចង់បាន ចម្ប៉ាបាត់ដំបងអើយ។ ចង់បាន ចម្ប៉ាបាត់ដំបងអើយ។ ចង់បាន ចម្ប៉ាបាត់ដំបងអើយ។ ចង់បាន ចម្ប៉ាបាត់ដំបងអើយ។
Oh! Battambang i have wished for long time ago when will i get you. I am overwhmeld and sad everyday. I want you Champa (flower) battambang. I want you Champa (flower) battambang. I want you Champa (flower) battambang. I want you Champa (flower) battambang. I want you Champa (flower) battambang.