Time passes, life passes and fate ...
History goes by; everything goes by
But ever since I was born I've watched with fondness
On the throne, a Queen who reigns.
I don't know what I would say to you face to face
If the beauty of your eyes were to touch me
I would be moved for sure
wishing that this hour should not pass.
And there are no stars in the firmament
That near or far, by the Queen's mantle
to the Queen's mantle, would not fly with the wind.
Majesty ... congratulations for a path
full of Glory and Triumph;
seventy years of a Reign... a Destiny!
Ricardo Maria Louro
Poema para Sua Majestade a Rainha Isabel II de Inglaterra.
Ricardo Maria Louro
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