Testament Of The King کے بول

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...