Straight daughter faces her fears
bright eyes - she doesn't know any tears.
we feel the glance of her independence
we admire her proud with respect
we know that she acts
but we'll always ignore this fact
we adore her mighty adolescence,
the reflection how we should be
she's our mirror, so she'll never be free.
in the name of her mothers
for the eyes of her fathers
she acts, she talks, she thinks,
she loves,she's gonna be straight
straight daughter's conquering the room,
and we wonder if she'll be grown up soon
cause we adore her mighty adolescence,
the reflection how we ought to be
she s our mirror, so she'll never be free.