To obey to their morals and power is nothing but a waste of time Here, here people make love and celebrate, here people drink like animals There isn't a place in the world (we're the kings)Įven amongst themselves (we're the kings) High in their ivory towers only air, no love penetrates The kings never go their own way, they feel fearfulĪbout what is said. There's one thing everybody around here is aware of: To abide their morals and power is nothing but a waste of time If a kiss smacks, if legs fly, pants slide and canons fire Transparent kings, Sitting on paper thronesĮvery mouth and charming eye bring euphoria and offer pleasure They eat the fat, And they toss us the bones They haven't noticed, They're already dead It's hard to understand who is the king and who is the clown Les rois du Monde (Hetalia Multilanguage) The world is separated by good and evil The further of the journey (Kovu is the best!)Īnd may the flag of delighted victory will be surging When I think about the things once happened Ohh his separation took my soul a way from me How could he leave one like me have all the passion for you Dont You See Don't you see fire in me drivenĪnd I do have reproach with the person who left me behind
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