Nokor Reach - French Version

French Version

The anthem also has an unofficial French version.

Verse 1 Verse 2 Verse 3
Que le ciel protège notre Roi

Et lui dispense le bonheur et la gloire.
Qu'il règne sur nos coeurs et sur nos destinées,
Celui qui, héritier des Souverains bâtisseurs,
Gouverne le fier et vieux Royaume.

 Les temples dorment dans la forêt,

Rappelant la grandeur du Moha Nokor.
Comme le roc, la race khmère est éternelle,
Ayons cofiance dans le sort du Campuchéa,
L'Empire qui défie les années.

 Les chants montent dans le pagodes

A la gloire de la Sainte foi Bouddhique.
Soyons fidèles aux croyances de nos pères.
Ainsi le ciel prodiguera-t-il tous ses bienfaits
Au vieux pays khmer, le Moha Nokor.

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