I will never be the shadow of a man
Nor the pale reflection of anyone other than me
I am all my flaws, my wounds, and my mistakes
I am what you see
I will never be the hero of your fables
Nor the handsome knight you sometimes dream of
If I raise my arms into insurmountable walls
You see, I am no one but me
I will never be a prince of deception
Nor of handsome marquises so brilliant and contemptuous
I am of my history, of my past, of my passions
I am what I believe
I will never be a regret for my fathers
One of those street artists in the pay of a king
And I want children always proud to be proud
I am what I owe
But I could, my love, if you asked
Take down the stars to cover you with silk
Finally make my arms the most beautiful palace
But I will never be anyone but me
I will never be anyone but me