The king of mee raining
Raining that maketh the kyngdom dying
All warriors inside of it crying
Crying “cause their king in raining
O the king of meeeee...
Thou hast to be strong
Strong for thy kyngdom in sisting
All warriors shan’t let thee in breaking
Breaking that maketh the kyngdom dying
O the king of meeeee...
Keepth fighting for one thing
Thing that “cometh pole of struggling
All warriors will keep the pole standing
Standing in a great struggling of thing
O the king of meeeee...
Let’s make white the dark thing
Thing that maketh thee raining
All warriors have been in the line of fighting
Fighting for The Glory of The Lord of king
O the king of meeeeee...
Keepth The Glory of The Most Honorable One...
All warriors art in line...
One is One...
you are the shakespeare classic touch great title andhy go going my star
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks in advance, Vishal! The same heaven words to you too. Do your best there! Good Luck!