As I take my place on the highest point.
The scene stretches before me.
Oh, what pleasure I find in the setting sun
o’er the savannah can there be.

There below the Pride comes to life.
As the king of beasts,
I throw back my head then
let the pressure build and
give out the loudest roar.

The sound reverberates across
the land.
My family responds for miles
around the sound of the lion’s roar
is close at hand.

Oh, please  my human friends,
beware that some day if
we can not work together
You will one day ask your selves
What happened to lions. 
Why can we no longer hear them roar.