誰もおらずや　独りきり
荒野に立って　かがふりを手に
そは誰のものにや
我が身に相応ふものならば　寄越せと
いと美しき環の神々しき光　照らすなり

There are nobody in the wilderness.
Whose is the obtained crown?
And, beautiful light shines on a lonely person.
No answer, no reaction.
A lonely night take in nothing.
Her shadow was killed by silence.
Was she really wearing the crown?
Because she is not there since beginning.

誰もいない荒野で　独りきり
このかがふりをこうむり　これは誰のものかと問い惑う
己の身に相応しいものだと王女は　頭に載せる
きれいなかがふり　美しく照り返し　
けれど　その美しさを褒め称えるものもなく　王女は一人
意味のない王冠を手に満足し　自分が初めから無い事にも気づかない