

The throne stands silent in the valley breeze
The ironwoods are weeping to
the seas
Her shadow fades into the golden light
And left us drifting in the sudden night
Our royal flower,
gone with the tide (oh-oh-oh)
Who will guide us on the ocean wide?
Our island weeps for the queen we lost
She wore the crown of blossoms on her brow
Her gentle voice is only memory now
The court is empty and the palace cold
A story of a golden reign now told
Our royal flower,
gone with the tide (oh-oh-oh)
Who will guide us on the ocean wide?
Our island weeps for the queen we lost
We hear her laughter in the falling rain
(sweet rain)
To soothe the sorrow and the heavy pain
Rest in peace, our queen
(aloha, aloha)