Queen, what is in my soul
Sitting on a Golden throne,
And sweet tenderness will drop,
Like tears from your eyes.
My love, I see in her
You in a charming crown.
Let the years rush by-horses,
I love you even more.
Svetlana, you shone in your soul,
Shine still, because the light is not enough
I'm in a world of good and evil.
To you alone I write the lines,
Let the cruel world mock,
You be as you were.