At night, when I descend
From my blind oasis of vanity
And the lies throb in my temple
It will be the moment to shoot
Words that are like bullets
That multiply my fear
But that cheer up my wings
Because I'm a black swan
That is saved in your kisses
What I think that everybody thinks
Are mirages in my heart
I already know that I'm not what they believe that I am
What I truly am is what I am
A ruse, an allegorical filter
Words that are like bullets
That make me a better person
Because I'm a black swan
That is saved in your kisses
Words that are like bullets
That multiply my fear
But that cheer up my wings
Because I'm a black swan
That is saved in your kisses