Wesir, O King of blessed dead,
Green gardens grow for You.
You fall, You change, You live again,
Like seed, to bloom, to tree.
O King Wesir, wise and kind,
Protect the ones we love,
Though death can bring great change,
Through You peace can be found.
Like sunlight kisses a newborn leaf,
You’ve touched on every soul.
We mourn Your loss, praise Your return,
The King in the Duat.