那些被人遗忘的美丽角落

　I was born a blonde, I've always been a princess
　A queen of hearts, now a mother
　Where is the replacement for the world's front cover?
　From one English Rose to another
　
　I want to be the new Diana
　Lying on a yacht reading photo-magazines
　I want to be the new Diana
　Visiting the shore occasionally
　
　Shimmering blue ocean, diving in at starboard
　Perfection for a second away from the hoard
　Deep-sea fishermen toil in the sunset
　Dragging in a mermaid caught in the fishing-nets
　
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Lying on a yacht reading photo-magazines
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Visiting the shore occasionally
　
　Miss South Of England, Miss United Kingdom
　The heart that healed, the hand that fed
　Lady of the lake, lady in red
　Island in an island, in an island
　
　
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Lying on a yacht reading photo-magazines
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Visiting the shore occasionally
　
　Politics and minefields, press and P.R.
　These are bad places for a queen of hearts
　Where are the heads, where's the republic,
　Where are the songs that made the nation cry?
　
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Lying on a yacht reading photo-magazines
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Visiting the shore occasionally
　
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Lying on a yacht reading photo-magazines
　I want to be the new Diana
　(OK!, Hello)
　Visiting the shore occasionally
　Visiting the shore occasionally
    Viting occasionally
　Just visiting