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...
