The Birth of a Queen

(Verse 1) (Solo Soprano, melancholic) A crown of thorns, a gilded cage, This is the birthright of a coming age. A tiny hand, a fragile frame, Destined to rule, destined to bear a name. (Choir, soft and low) Born in the hush of the moonlit night, A future etched in shadows, bathed in light. The weight of a kingdom, a heavy sigh, Born to a life where freedom cannot lie. (Verse 2) (Solo Alto, with a touch of longing) Lullabies sung of battles won, Of duty's call, the rising sun. No time for dreams, no time for tears, A heart for stone, to conquer coming years. (Choir, a little more pronounced) Born in the hush of the moonlit night, A future etched in shadows, bathed in light. The weight of a kingdom, a heavy sigh, Born to a life where freedom cannot lie. (Bridge) (Tenor, with a touch of hope) But maybe, just maybe, a flicker remains, A secret flame that duty cannot contain. Perhaps a king with a gentle hand, A love that blooms in this foreign land. (Choir, with a hint of doubt) Born in the hush of the moonlit night, A future etched in shadows, bathed in light. The weight of a kingdom, a heavy sigh, Born to a life where freedom cannot lie. (Outro) (All, slow and melancholic) A crown of thorns, a gilded cage, This is the birthright of a future age. But a tiny spark, a whisper unseen, May light the way for a future queen. (Outro, All voices , slow and melancholic) A crown of thorns, a gilded cage, This is the birthright of a future age. But a tiny spark, a whisper unseen, May light the way for a future queen.