In chambers vast with echoes of time,
A crown rests in silent splendor,
Gilded with dreams of yesteryears,
Adorned with jewels of wisdom and wonder.
The throne whispers tales of old,
Of kings and queens with hearts so bold,
Their reigns etched in history’s tome,
A legacy woven, a kingdom’s home.
Beyond the gold, beyond the power,
Lies a duty, a noble flower,
To lead with grace and tender might,
Guiding the realm through day and night.
Oh, royalty, in your gentle hand,
The fate of many, the promise of land,
Hold dear the trust bestowed by fate,
For in your reign, the future waits.