I left my royal crown in custody

In a country immersed in blasphemy

I'm an impeccable princess

And I still avoid the harsh man's friendship cheresy. 

I prefer to be the queen of night leaves

Tobacco star with white flowers

With the  fragrance of the goddesses when I whisper to you,

A false heleo offered, until the dawn of the day.

And I'm very upset about the curse she already has

The crown is meant to bear bad luck

To those with an unjust soul up to the seventh bastion.

Should I take my war crown or crush it in the trash?

I am the daughter of wild and virgin nature

Which my name bears the Olympic gods

I borrow the courage for the carol evening Tee

To feel like a queen for a moment in bitter exile.

I will not hurt the world with sharp thoughts

And I will not defile the sea with foamy wra

I fill the world with scornful emotions because

She inspired me with the bright word.