The old Queen is losing her glorious crown
Her glittering diamond tiara is going down
In its prime, it shone golden, now yellowing
See the crimson ball, getting soft, mellowing.
Splashing colors in my sky, huge ball of paint
Once scorching, now calm and pensive as a saint!
As you release the long day deep in the blue sea
A vibrant, livid twilight canvas, create for us to see
Other side of this enchanting horizon, resting you may be
Giving us the shimmering night spread, peace for mine and me!