--Total Black-Out Night. Toul Kork. Phnom Penh. Cambodia....--

How goes the night?
Midnight has still to come.
Down in the court the torch is blazing bright;
I hear far off the throbbing of the drum.

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How goes the night?
The night is not yet gone.
I hear the trumpets blowing on the height;
The torch is paling in the coming dawn.

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How goes the night?
The night is past and done.
The torch is smoking in the morning light,
The dragon banner floating in the sun.

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