Zeira:   Sleep my little Kovu   let your dreams take wing   one day when you're big and strong   you will be a king      Kovu: Goodnight      Zeira: sleep well my little prince, tomorrow your training intensifies   Zeria:   I've been exiled persecuted   left alone with no defense   when I think of what that brute did i get a little tense   but i dream a dream so pretty   that i dont feel so depressed   'coz it soothes my inner kitty   and it helps me get some rest      the sound of Simba's dying gasp   his daughter squealing in my grasp   his lioness's mournful cry   thats my lullaby      now the past i've tried forgetting   and my foes I could forgive   trouble is I know it's petty   but i hate to let them live      Nuka:   so you found yourself somebody who chased Simba up a tree      Zeira:   oh the battle may be bloody   but that kind of works for me      a melody of angry growls   a counterpoint of painful howls   a symphony of death   oh my   thats my lullaby      Scar is gone   but Zeira's still around   to love this little lad...   'til he learns to be a killer   with a lust for being bad!      Nuka:   Sleep ya little termite..I-I mean precious little thing      Vitani:   one day when you're big and strong..      Zeira:   you will be a king!   the pounding of the drums of war   the thrill of Kovu's mighty roar      Nuka:   the joy of vengeance!      Vitani:   testifies!      Zeira:   I can hear the cheering      Nuke and Vitani:   kovu what a guy      Zeira:   and know the time is nearing   and then our flag will fly...   against a blood red sky!   thats my lullaby!!!!!!!!!!!!!