Most beautiful people’s princess
You left much before your time precious
In a mysterious accident.
If only you could tell what befell in that fatal moment
You touched the hearts of millions,
You will eternally be remembered by billions,
People’s princess most graceful.
The tons of bouquets of flowers,
Placed in front of Kensington Palace by admirers
In front of Buckingham Palace, as if in showers
In London all around,
Unparalleled in the history of the world.
With flags, photographs, candles
Outpouring love from people
Touching words written lovingly,
By those whose hearts you reached gentle lady,
Indeed, those who loved you so tenderly.
Never did a requiem bring so much tears
In mourner’s eyes,
As the heart rending song, sung so endearingly,
For you the ‘nation’s golden child’, as shockingly,
Your ‘candle burned out’ prematurely.