But I will be a great king
Enemies beware of you
I've never seen a king like this
As bald as you are
I'll be the scoop of the century
A new king I will be
And with a fantastic look
I'll roar louder
Now you don't seem like much to me
I want to become a king soon

You still have a long way to go, master, if you think
No more "Stay here!" (When did I tell you?)
No more "Go there!" (I meant that)
No more "Stop!"
No more "Listen!" (Now listen to me well)
Running free
This is definitely to be excluded
Always do what I want

It seems to me the time that
You and I talk a little
It's not the case that a feathered one
Gives advice to a king
If this is the monarchy
I just don't fit in
I won't even stay in Africa
And I will resign
It's slipping away from my wings, alas, Simba

I want to become a king soon

Run to my right
Turn to the left
It's my spotlight
I'm always in sight (not necessarily)
And every bird, zebra or chimpanzee
Tell stories in the sky, on earth to everyone that
They feel as happy as me
I want to become a king soon
He wants to become a king soon
I want to become
Become
A king soon

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