Tribulaciones, Lamentos Y Ocaso de Un Tonto Rey Imaginario, O No
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Tribulations, Laments, and Sunset of an Imaginary Foolish King, Or Not
I was the king
Of this place
I lived at the top
Of the hill
From the palace
You could see the sea
And in the garden
The court laughed
We had sun
Wine in abundance
And so we spent
The days
Having tea
Laughing at last
Why did
my people die?
I was the king
Of this place
Although very well
I didn't know it
And they had said
That beyond the sea
The whole town
Was asking for food
I didn't hear them
What vile reason
Their bellies bothered
I was their king
So God said
I was love
The divine light
I was the king
Of this place
Until one day
They arrived
Brutal people
Heartless
Who destroyed
Our world
Revolution
Revolution
The furious
Beasts sang
The court was finally
Mercilessly killed
And my mansion
Today is ashes
Freedom!
Freedom!
I was the king
Of this place
I had a hundred layers
Of fine silk
And I'm naked
If you want to see me
Dancing through
The hills