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...