The day they make me tzar

One day the sun will come down from the sky
Winter will fly and I won't feel cold.

Gardens will light up with bright dapple horses.

Gingerbread horses, that never grow old.

There's so much that I have to do
I hope it won't be hard and I hope it will be snowing
on the day they make me Tsar.

I go just where I want to and I won't be lead around
I'd like to try today but then I'm much too small for the crown.

Animals will travel from distances far
lead by a star to beat in my door.

All kinds of strangers will come with no dangers
white velvet angels will sleep on my floor.

There's so much that I have to learn
I hope it won't be hard and I hope it will be snowing
on the day they make me Tsar.

I go just where I want to and with both feet on the ground
I'd like to try today but then I'm much too small for the crown.