Слова: Луранг Саранупраран.
Музыка: Петер Фейт.

prà-thêt [bad word] lûeat-núea chât chúea thai,
pen prà-cha rát, phà-thai khŏng thai thúk sùan,
yù dam-rong khong wái dâi tháng muan,
dûay thai lúan măi, rák să-mák-khi,
thai ní rák sà-ngòp, tàe thŭeng róp mâi-khlàt,
èk-kà-rât chà mâi hâi khrai khòm khì,
sà-là lûeat thúk yàt pen chât phli,
thà-loeng prà-thêt chât thai thá-wi mi chai chá-yo.

Thailand unites flesh and blood of Thais,
Nation of the people; belonging to the Thais in every respect. Long maintained [has been] the independence,
 Because the Thais seek, and love, unity.
 Thais are peace-loving, But at war we're no cowards.
 Sovereignty will not be threatened.
 They will sacrifice every drop of their blood to contribute to the nation, Hail the nation of Thailand, long last the victory, Hurrah.