King of a glorious province
In his old throne soaked of memories
His power was to the top
But life changes...
Sat on his sand chain
He observed out of the great window
The valley and the rocks
On the tops stunned him.
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You don't cry!
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You must survive!
The oracles were not pronounced
The stars were not propitious
Only him and his adverse destiny
Decision was only one - going on!
Kurkay kurkay kurkay
Kurkay kurkay kurkay
You don't cry!
Kurkay kurkay kurkay
You must survive!
He had conquered everything
He had looked for victory
His tottered army
Wasn't perfect and loyal to duty
After many battles
They meditated coming back
The doubtful restless
King returned warrior.
