Woman of metal jazz song

I am a soldier, a woman of metal,
It's not about equipment, it's mental,
It's about an unstoppable fight,
It's about crying all night.

I put on my armor instead of a dress,
When I'm not with my lover, I'm not a princess,
I'm holding on with all my might,
And every day is like a fight,

But I'll tell him it was an adventure,
Not a violence or a fight.
The scars are from a misadventure,
I hope he will not see my fright.

I'm older, stronger than they think,
My hands are covered in blood,
Not only ink.
I fall to the floor with a thud,

And I hope that no one sees it,
I'm falling, I'm falling apart,
I have a weakness, but I'll never free it,
Even if it injures my heart.

I am a woman, a woman of metal,
This world is cruel, it's also judgmental,
I'm ready to change it, I'm ready to fight,
But I will not hide from my lover's insight.

I'm not scared of him,
I will never be,
He is the only one,
Who will maybe see the weak me.

I am the woman of metal and I
Would like to wear not armour, but silver,
That will make me happy, make me shine,
And I'll not be a soldier, but a singer.

He makes me shine without any jewels,
We don't care about their opinions and rules.
We're happy just the way we are,
I shine, but not because of armour, I'm a staaaaar.

21.08.2025