Unprocessed Portrait
I've been crowned in gold from when I was born
I'm in constant struggle to stay clear
From my cheeks roll golden diamond tears
Diamonds
You are born to make me feel my power
Amuse me with your unpretentious arts
Draw my face and make up for my scars
My scars
We walk the earth on sullen ground
Come wipe the dust off from my crown
You paint me with a brush of gold
Paint my portrait
Before I go
Don't you see me sitting on the throne?
Can't you feel your worth? It's in your bones
Mix your colours like you did before
Before
Bow down slave
I believe it's time to change
Thе colours on the canvas
(Don't let them see I'm anxious)
Wе walk the earth on sullen ground
Come wipe the dust off from my crown
You paint me with a brush of gold
