The night is still young

A few stars are still twinkling

Let's look at them and sing

How he became King

How he got the way to light

How he overcame the fight

He became a man with far-sight

How he conquered the fright

Let's sing a song for the man's right

Who brought his life, under the light

Still compelled to continue the fight

To free his hands, which are tied

The Night is still young

A few stars are still twinkling

Let's look at them and sing

How he became King

In a dream he became King

Having all the power of ruling

Where he is the ruler, forever

Where nobody is shedding tear

Everyone is doing without fear

Heart full of love, for each other

Making the path clean and clear

For generations to come after

Prevails the sense of belonging

Amongst the people, in his ruling

Everybody is eager and willing

Happy with the dwelling

Life is enjoyable and thrilling

Thus his Kingdom is existing

Thus in a dream he became a king

The night is still young

A few stars are still twinkling

Let's look at them and sing

In a dream, how he became King