The Queen is being carried by a dress – faded to grey, patched
All the pearlies, shitty odds and ends have lost their glamour
They terrify with their embedness

The Queen is sliding and is looking her crown on the head up (nowadays it bends often)
She hopes, that her subjects still think that it's made out of gold
Sometimes she deceives herself – only sometimes, cause she's too inteligent to do it often

The Queen is going upstairs
She's irritated, cause the cleaning lady (as old as the Queen) didn't mop the stairs after she washed them
She – poor naive woman! - is probably on the run in the city and does the illegal abortions
They are conceded as long as the Queen is able to play a fool

The Queen is finally letting go of a banister
She's heading for a terrace
The crowds of mushrooms and algas are flocking under it

The Queen is starting a speech
She wants to point out some mistakes made in the prime of life
When she was covered by blond, she was carrying pope's tiara and was pitting on a cross without Christ
Who was removed by an erotomaniac father
She wants also to resemble a moment of big change
When she threw the tiara away and started to tread it down, sleeping it in the gore of her almost husbands
Covered up with a bare cross like a shield

The Queen's reigns were very long
She brought the laws of strict morality into force i and she ordered people to follow them
Copy the prohibitions and warrants down, chalking, on the little black tablets
Sitting in the company of other scapegraces
But she wouldn't like to resemble the hidden darkness of these times
She'd like to resemble the power of the white flag, redly partitioned, covering the 20% of Earth (ofcourse not the whole Earth, but only the lands, cause the sea - naturally – doesn't like human creations)
When the human being knew, that he is the one who should do the most courageous deeds

The Queen feels strange when she has to speak about the last years
When she – tired with all these wars – backed out of life
She was receiving successive politicians in accordance with the court etiquette, bringing her children on divorcees up
And she was swishing - in comical hat  - on various ceremonies
But she was always staying dignified
When spe speaks about this period, she isn't able to use simple symbols and myths (except one, but it's harmul for her majesty)

The Queen hoped, that her subjects listened carefully to her words once again
And that was truth – the proof is the accelerated fission of bacteriums
One of the algas fell in love with a mushroom
They both combined climbed up the ruler's foot