I would like to be a queen.
And to walk in gardens green,
And to have the pages all before me bow.
And I ever would be seen
Guarded by the soldiers keen,
With a gleaming golden crown upon my brow.
And to walk in gardens green,
And to have the pages all before me bow.
And I ever would be seen
Guarded by the soldiers keen,
With a gleaming golden crown upon my brow.
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