Текст песни Lera Yaskevich - Кассиопея

I drank Cahors from the dark waters on the rocks,
and he warmed me, my eyes and thoughts have their limits.

I was rising, the sun had set long ago and a whirlwind rose up on my drunken head, echoing, rabid, carrying 12 lilies behind it.
Breaking away from everyone, one strayed and I picked a flower that was flying in the wind. I instantly rose above the land minus the rocks, leaving the sea far below, and like a fool that hears an idiot, I started dancing, led by the height. And Kar Mahal told me wait, I will ascend with you again.

To whom, to whom, to whom is the throne of Cassiopeia granted?
Who was given the throne of Cassiopeia?
Who has been granted the throne of Cassiopeia?