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!!!!!!!!!!!!!