I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
A type of king
That doesn't hear well
He loves the light
But doesn't see anyone
He'd rather look
At the horizon, to the sky
Far from here
Everything belongs to him
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
Nobody knows from where
His blue blood comes
From which wilderness
From which sea, from which somewhere
And for us
He never opened up
Only once
When he went away
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
Such a king
Grows solitude
Such a dark flower
In his heart
And it's clear
That love's pendulum
Sometimes reaches
Till the pain
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I must say
That I haven't suffered too much
But I must say
That I woke up
Even without having
All that I imagined
I must say
That I loved him
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive
I saw the king arrive