There the fairy queen
Walks on the royal road,
High and above, on the
Blue meadows of paradise.
She shines like the Moon
Amongst the stars,
On the full moon day!
So why, the mountains raise
Their heads to her majesty!
They compete for her
Mercy and love,
She cares them not all, but one
Who pleases her the most!
She stars to rain her mercy,
Gently with love.
To the blessed one,
She is the loveliest reality;
And to the rest,
Who are blessed – not,
She remains the sweetest dream.