The King's Coming Bend the clouds with all your skills Yellow color is dancing in the air Red breezes are coming from the river Soft water is like rosewater The garden is green and gentle The sound of the flute is sad Let the mind be sad The shirt is long, the back is thin The body is soft, the lips are smooth The hands are light, the sun is golden Put your head up, it's coming Sun, autumn, the leaves are flying You are the sun, the sun is drunk You are always the sun Sun, you always choose my life The King's Coming The King's Coming The King's Coming The King's Coming The King's Coming The King's Coming
