The swan has such great beauty

It sparkles with ever-lasting shine;

The swan floats around with it's head held high

But the crow hides

The swan is royal

With grace so divine

But the crow has no luster;

So it hides

It's dark and mysterious beauty

Blending with the night

Ashamed of it's high-pitched cry

The difference between them isn't right

But while the crow mourns the unfairness of this

The swan also has a wish

To become everything

The crow already is