By the waters of Tonlé Sap
Beneath a sky of crimson gold,
The Queen Tara sails, both proud and old.
Her decks now twinkle, bright with cheer,
For Christmas time is drawing near.
Soft laughter drifts upon the breeze,
As sunset whispers through the trees.
Santa waves from bow to stern,
His merry smile a sweet return.
The lake reflects the stars above,
Each sparkle kissed by festive love.
Families gather, hearts set free,
Adrift in joy and memory.
Children giggle, dreams take flight,
As lanterns dance into the night.
And all who sail this Yuletide eve,
Find magic waiting — just believe.
So come aboard, let spirits soar,
Feel Christmas charm like never before.
On Queen Tara’s deck, the world feels new,
A Christmas cruise made just for you.