In the heart of the ancient kingdom
Where whispers of time softly sing,
She reigns with grace and wisdom,
The Queen, our eternal spring.
Draped in robes of midnight blue,
With stars as her crownâs gleam,
Her gaze, a celestial hue,
Illuminates every dream.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Her presence, a guiding light,
She weaves the tapestry of the sky,
Turning darkness into bright.
O Queen of endless realms,
Your legacy forever stands,
In every heart, your spirit dwells,
Gracing our lands with gentle hands.