I wish I had a dress of silk, the color of
the sky. I wish I had a song to sing, sweet
like a lullaby. I wish I had a face so fair, one that
the Goddess graced. I wish I had a body beautiful,
everything perfectly placed. I wish I were anyone else, anyone but
me!
I don’t have a dress of silk, but I
can see the sky. I don’t have a song to sing, but I
can hear the lullaby. I don’t have a face so fair, but I
have the Goddess’ grace. I don’t have a body beautiful, but I
have all parts in place. No, I don’t want to be anyone else; I
have to be happily me.