I am the witch on top of the pyre
A butterfly holding a rifle
A crown of orange and thorns
I am a flame among the waves of the sea
I am a bride on the altar
That is lost in the universe
I am the courage that creates the world
I am a broken mirror
I am love, a song, the body
I am the wings of a stage
And proudly I sing
They call me With all the names
Proud and I sing
And forever I will be free
In a poem and then in a field
I loved in a brothel
And lied, you don't know how much
I am sincere, I am a liar
I am fickle, I am stubborn
The illusion that enchants you
The answer is The question
I am fashion, love, and pride
I am a Madonna and tears
I am amazement and wonder
I am denial and orgasm
Deep as a mystery
I am the earth, I am the sky
I am worth gold and less than zero
Ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch
And proudly I sing
They call me With all the names
I was yours and everyone's
And forever I will be free
With shoes and barefoot
In the desert and even in the mud
One, none, a hundred thousand
Mother, daughter, new moon
I give you my word
Ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch-ouch
They call me by all the names
And proudly I sing
They call me With all the names
With all those who gave me
And forever I will be free
And proudly I sing
With everything they've given me