People were embossed by old stories
In a time of fighting in a land of the highest mountains
They were the royals, they were the greatest
She belongs to him
She was the queen of the greatest king
She dances like fire flames
And shines like the brightest star
She was the emerald of the people
Roxana the Great
In the golden carriage he went into the fights
He has put himself in the way of the enemies
Wars of the lands became wars of the world
He belongs to her
He was the king of the greatest queen
She dances like fire flames
And shines like the brightest star
She was the emerald of the people
Roxana the Great
She dances like fire flames
And shines like the brightest star
She was the emerald of the people
Roxana the Great
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