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, 

Most beautiful,

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.