In the great gallery of my evolution,
there are those who think I got out of a fish tank
but I'm a butterfly, a fatal imprudence.
A butterfly lost amidst lions.
A tagged pin.
I'm an enigma for their silence.
A natural story.
Mi story is beautiful.
My story is that
of a species on the verge
of apparition.
A natural story.
My story is beautiful.
My story is that
of a strange and rebellious animal.
My story is beautiful.
Who could believe that for the skirt-chasing Darwins
I'm a prey of their preference.
They are going to stuff me with no emotion,
to undress me with delight.
To order me, forget me
behind the cabinets of silence.
A natural story.
My story is beautiful.
My story is that
of a specimen on the verge
of extinction.
A natural story.
My story is beautiful.
My story is that
of a strange and rebellious animal.
A rebellious foreigner.
My story is beautiful.
My story is beautiful.
A natural story.
My story is beautiful.
My story is one of wings.
I love to fly in all directions.
A natural story.
My natural story
in all innocence.
I love singing since my birth.
A natural story.
My story is beautiful.
A natural story.