When I bid farewell to the poor life put me in a coffin made of stone place me in my grave do not cover my grave remind yourself that there lies my father
and now the great king is dead, and I too shall one day die like him
It is human fate, and it makes no difference whether you are a king or a poor wood-gatherer no one remains eternally no one remains eternally no one remains eternally
''Clean Vocal''
When I bid farewell to the poor life put me in a coffin made of stone place me in my grave do not cover my grave remind yourself that there is lies my father
Never forget there is a Philosophy justice forgiveness and generosity
now leave me alone, as I feel the hour of my death is near Leave me alone...