Lion Heart
Deep in the savannah
in the shade of an old acacia
A lion was born
and his kingdom was Asia
He was small
He didn't have teeth or mane
He wasn't tall
but he liked to play
And listen to his roar
it doesn't sound like war
meowing like a cat
A real lion is more than that...
The lion cub was very small
He looked like a furry ball
He was very cute, but he had no name
and without a mane there is no fame
The little lion cub had no teeth
he had no way to eat beef
With his friends, he laughed and played
because his friends were not afraid
And listen to his roar
it doesn't sound like war
meowing like a cat
A real lion is more than that...
Be yourself and shine like a star
try your best to follow your heart
One night, when the lion cub was sleepy
father lion put a mask on him
The lion was grim
and he felt quite creepy
As the lions was hidden by the mask
all the animals were too afraid to ask
so they ran as fast as they could
to hide themselves for good...
And listen to his roar
it doesn't sound like war
meowing like a cat
A real lion is more than that...
Be yourself and shine like a star
try your best to follow your heart
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