I am not the belle of the ball
I do not have a shoe made of glass
I fancy a beast
Even though I’m not quite a beauty
My life is frozen
And I don’t have a meaningful duty
I wish I had 7 guards guarding my life
But there is no proof I’m worthy of that, even in the mirror
I like to have dreams and see a better future
To know that at the end I’ll be happy
With a sweet prince by my side and severnts at my disposal
But I’m not extraordinary
I’m just a dreamer in a library