I am only sixteen.
To you I am an ugly duckling on the outside.
But my outer appearance can be deceiving.
By the light of the full moon, I transform into a beautiful sawn.
I am the swan known as ‘Saint Beauty.’
Although I live alone and run a flower shop in town,
I rely on myself and the memory of my parents to keep me alive.
I only see the inner beauty of the good
And the mask of the ugly who are wicked.
My job is to protect the weak, the innocent and the helpless.
I come to the aid of people with the help of my magic mirror;
At most times, I sneak a glance at my lover
Within the glass refection.
To you, I’m a nobody.
Working in a flower shop
And walking down the halls of school.
But my appearance can be deceiving.
By the light of the moon,
I transform into a beautiful swan.
I am the swan known as ‘Saint Beauty’.