The car crashed on the tunnel wall,
The whole world cried
With shock and anger and great grief
When our beautiful Diana died. In silence the hearse passes
Though the horses' hooves resound;
Millions of flowers, the people's prayers, condolences,
For paradise with precious memories bound. Her life a tracery of lilies white,
Of charm for lepers and lost souls.
Understanding, radiant care, and laughter
From the beacon of compassion flows. It was not easy for her
When horizons dark tormented,
The poor and sick she never failed
Whatever this transient world invented. She was loved because she loved
From deep inside, not feigned,
Ambassador of Hearts, "mummy,"
Our Queen who never reigned. Among the trees on the island in the lake
In peace and solitude she lies,
In heaven scintillates a brilliant star
Of vibrant love that never dies.