Lyrics - The day I left
🎵 The Day I Left
Khmer Style
"A deeply personal story of fleeing home in anger, facing hardship, and realizing too late the power of a mother’s love."
Twenty square meters, five lives inside,
No space to breathe, nowhere to hide.
Two little sisters, dreams so small,
Parents worn down, giving their all.
Days stretched long, nights felt tight,
No escape, no end in sight.
Unemployed, lost in my head,
Living with ghosts of words unsaid.
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She asked me to clean, just a simple task,
But rage burned fast, I didn’t look back.
A foolish heart, a blinded mind,
Thinking freedom was what I'd find.
**"ខ្ទខនាងទុហ៉ាយ"**
(*"I walked away"*)
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The day I left, I thought I was free,
No more walls, no one to need me.
But silence followed, cold and wide,
Regret hit hard, no place to hide.
I slammed the door, left love behind,
A foolish boy, too proud, too blind.
I never thought I'd miss her face,
But home's a wound time won’t erase.
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No job, no plan, nights felt long,
I learned too late where I belonged.
The world was harsh, no arms to hold,
I missed her warmth when nights got cold.
I saw my sisters, their eyes still bright,
While I was drowning in my fight.
They never judged, they never blamed,
But I knew I'd caused my mother pain.
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She asked me to clean, just a simple task,
But rage burned fast, I didn’t look back.
A foolish heart, a blinded mind,
Thinking freedom was what I'd find.
**“ ខ្ទខនាងទុហ៉ាយ"**
(*"I walked away"*)
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The day I left, I thought I was free,
No more walls, no one to need me.
But silence followed, cold and wide,
Regret hit hard, no place to hide.
I slammed the door, left love behind,
A foolish boy, too proud, too blind.
I never thought I'd miss her face,
But home's a wound time won’t erase.
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Years have passed, I see it now,
How love was there, though I pushed it out.
She wasn’t cruel, she wasn’t wrong,
She held us up, she made us strong.
If I could turn, rewind that day,
I’d stay, I’d clean, I’d find a way.
But life moves on, we learn too late,
The cost of pride, the weight of fate.
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I walked away, I lost my way,
But she still loves me anyway.
Her voice still echoes, soft and deep,
A mother’s love, too strong to leave.