Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Am G Am Em
Am G Am Em
Am
The stars are very beautiful above the palace walls
G Am Em
They shine with equal splendor still above far humbler halls
Am Em
I watch them from my window, but their bright, entrancing glow
Am Dm Am G Am
Reminds me of the freedom I gave up so long ago
Am
The royal circlet of bright gold rests lightly on my brow
G Am Em
I once thought only of the rights this circlet would endow
Am Em
But once I took the crown to which I had been schooled and bred
Am Dm Am G Am
I found it heavy on the heart, though light upon the head
Am
Although I am the head of state, in truth I am the least
G Am Em
The true Queen knows her people fed, before she sits to feast
Am Em
The good Queen knows her people safe, before she takes her rest
Am Dm Am G Am
Thinks twice and thrice and yet again, before she makes request
Am
For they are all my children, all that I swore to defend
G Am Em
It is my duty to become both Queen and trusted friend—
Am Em
And of my children high and low, from beggar to above
Am Dm Am G Am
The dearest are my Heralds, who return my care with love
Am
The dearest are my Heralds, swift to spring to my command
G Am Em
Who give me aid and fellowship, who always understand
Am Em
That land and people first have needs that I may not deny—
Am Dm Am G Em
So I must send my dearest friends to danger—and to die
Am
A friend, a love, a child—it matters not. I know indeed
G Am Em
That I must sacrifice them all if there should be the need
Am Em
They know, and they forgive me—doing more than I require
Am Dm
With willing minds and loving hearts go straight to grasp the fire
Am
These tears that burn my eyes are all the tears the Queen can't shed
G Am Em
The tears I weep in silence as I mourn my Heralds dead
Am Em
O Gods that dwell beyond the stars, if you can hear my cry—
Am Dm Am G Am
And if you have compassion—let me send no more to die!
Am G Am Em
Am
The stars are very beautiful above the palace walls
G Am Em
They shine with equal splendor still above far humbler halls
Am Em
I watch them from my window, but their bright, entrancing glow
Am Dm Am G Am
Reminds me of the freedom I gave up so long ago
Am
The royal circlet of bright gold rests lightly on my brow
G Am Em
I once thought only of the rights this circlet would endow
Am Em
But once I took the crown to which I had been schooled and bred
Am Dm Am G Am
I found it heavy on the heart, though light upon the head
Am
Although I am the head of state, in truth I am the least
G Am Em
The true Queen knows her people fed, before she sits to feast
Am Em
The good Queen knows her people safe, before she takes her rest
Am Dm Am G Am
Thinks twice and thrice and yet again, before she makes request
Am
For they are all my children, all that I swore to defend
G Am Em
It is my duty to become both Queen and trusted friend—
Am Em
And of my children high and low, from beggar to above
Am Dm Am G Am
The dearest are my Heralds, who return my care with love
Am
The dearest are my Heralds, swift to spring to my command
G Am Em
Who give me aid and fellowship, who always understand
Am Em
That land and people first have needs that I may not deny—
Am Dm Am G Em
So I must send my dearest friends to danger—and to die
Am
A friend, a love, a child—it matters not. I know indeed
G Am Em
That I must sacrifice them all if there should be the need
Am Em
They know, and they forgive me—doing more than I require
Am Dm
With willing minds and loving hearts go straight to grasp the fire
Am
These tears that burn my eyes are all the tears the Queen can't shed
G Am Em
The tears I weep in silence as I mourn my Heralds dead
Am Em
O Gods that dwell beyond the stars, if you can hear my cry—
Am Dm Am G Am
And if you have compassion—let me send no more to die!
Margot Kisiel
Margrethe Munthe
Mari Pokinen
Mari Trini
Mari Wilson