zhe wan yan de wei xiao yong bao shan qiu

xi liu gen feng chang qi ge

wo xiang tian yuan shi ren ban jie du yan qian de sheng huo (Sawatdee Khrab)

mai tian wan yao di tou zai chui diao wen rou zhe zheng zuo shan gu dou shi feng di shou

wo zai ya kou ling ting chuan shuo gen zhe tong hua gu shi zou

yuan fang de feng che

yuan ju li su shuo

na xing fu zai shen qiu

man man de bei shou ge

lao cang ku de jiao luo

wo men shu zhe

yi ma dai de ai gen kuai le

chu lian de yan se

wo qian zhe ni de shou jing guo

zhong mai ya tang de shan po

xiang nong de you huo

ni lian jia wei re

tu qi zai wo de er duo

zhai xia mai ya tang shu tou

wo xing lai hai xiao zhe

kai xin de

bei nian shou

wo man zui

dou shi tang guo

qian zhe ni de shou jing guo

zhong mai ya tang de shan po

tian mi de si zhou

wo di tou hai xiu

wo men yu kuai de meng you

wo zai cao di shang he zhe

mai ya tang niang de jiu

xian nen de

xiao shi hou

wo hao xiang

zai yao yi kou

(Phom Rak Khun)

wo man zui

dou shi tang guo

wo hao xiang

zai yao yi kou

Translated Version:

"Maltose"

This creeping smile embraces the hills

The streams sing songs with the wind

I am like a countryside poet explaining the life in front of my eyes

The wheat fields stoop and lower their heads fishing for tenderness, the whole valley is a flute player

I am speechless listening to the legends following the fairy tales

The windmill in the distance

Tells me from a far distance

That happiness in deep autumn

Is fully reaped

The corner of the old warehouse

We are counting

A hemp bag of love and happiness

The colour of first love

I hold your hand passing by

The hillside growing maltose

The fragrant and thick temptation

Your cheeks are slightly hot

Aspirating into my ears

Picking thoroughly ripened maltose

When I wake up I'm still smiling

Happy

Hands have become sticky

My whole mouth

Is full of candy

I hold your hand passing by

The hillside growing maltose

Sweetness all around

I lower my head in shyness

Our happy dream walk

I am on the meadow drinking

Wine brewed from maltose

The tender

Childhood

I really wanted to

Take another bite

I love you

My whole mouth

Is full of candy

I really wanted to

Take another bite