I have appointed you queen.
There are greater women than you, greater.
There are purer women than you, purer.
There are more beautiful women than you, there are.
But you are the queen.
When you walk through the streets
no one recognises you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one notices
the carpet of red gold
you tread as you pass,
the carpet that does not exist.
And when you appear
all the rivers roar
in my body, bells
shake the heavens,
and the world is filled with a hymn.
Only you and I,
only you and I, my love,
only we hear it.