The King has passed on to his rest
And I must soon follow
But weep not for me
I have made my choice

Do not lament my daughters
For I lived long and found love profound
Do not let your eyes spill tears for me
For my life was lived in joy

Do not cry my son
Your father prepared you to be king
You do not need me to be your guide
You are ready to lead

Do not weep fair peoples of earth
I lived in joy and do not fear to die