[link] Look at me You may think you see Who I really am But you'll never know me Every day It's as if I play a part Now I see If I wear a mask I can fool the world But I cannot fool my heart
Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show Who I am inside?
I am now In a world where I Have to hide my heart And what I believe in But somehow I will show the world What's inside my heart And be loved for who I am
Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection Someone I don't know? Must I pretend that I'm Someone else for all time? When will my reflection show Who I am inside?
There's a heart that must be Free to fly That burns with a need to know The reason why
Why must we all conceal What we think, how we feel? Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide? I won't pretend that I'm Someone else for all time When will my reflection show Who I am inside? When will my reflection show Who I am inside?
Mulan: 木蘭 the legend of the girl that took her father's place in the army.
The legend stems from a Chinese poem, written during the Northern Wei dynasty (386-534), a time where northern china was ruled by nomadic invaders.
This is reflected in the fact that the poem refers to the ruler as the Khan rather than as the Emperor. As is common with Chinese stories, it was further elaborated on as a novel during the Ming dynasty (1368-1644) and as a play during the Qing dynasty (1644-1911). Her surname has been variously given as Zhu, Wei, or Hua in various sources but in fact no independent contemporary records exist to confirm her existence.
Click, click, and click click click, By the doorway Mulan weaves. When all at once the shuttles cease, A sigh is heard with solemn grief.
'O my daughter who is on your mind? 'O my daughter who is in your heart? 'I have no one on my mind, I have no one in my heart.
But last night I read the battle roll, A roll consisting of twelve scrolls. The Khan is drafting an army of awe, My father's name on each beadroll.
Alas Father has no grown son, Alas Mulan has no elder brother. But I will bye a saddle and a horse, And join the army in place of Father.
In the East Market she buys a steed, From the West Market she buys a saddle. From the South market she buys a bridle, In the North Market she buys a long whip.
At dawn she bids her family farewell, At dusk she camps by the Yellow River.
She no longer hears her parents calling, Upon her pillow the waters whisper. At dawn she departs the Yellow River, At dusk she arrives at Black Mountain.
She no longer hears her parents calling, But tarter horses wailing from Yen Mountain. She gallops ten thousand miles, For the war she has to honor. She crosses lofty hills, Like an eagle soaring over.
From northern gusts, through biting chills, Echoes the watchman's clapper. With wintry glow of icy hue, Light glimmers on her armor.
Generals die in a hundred battles, Our warrior's back, how ten years fly.
Upon her return she is summoned To see the Emperor. In the Hall of Light, She receives the highest honor. She is awarded a promotion to top rank. The Emperor bestows hundreds of thousands in prizes.
The Khan asks her what she desires. 'Mulan has no use for a minister's post, Mulan has no other extravagant want. I wish to borrow a swift footed mount, To take me back to my home.
When Father and Mother hear she's coming, They watch by the gate, bracing each other. When Elder Sister hears she's coming, She runs runs to her and dabs on rouge powder. When Little Brother hears she's coming, He whets his knife, flashing like a light, And prepares pig and sheep for dinner.
'O let me push open the door to East Chamber, O let me sit on my bed in West Recess. So swiftly comes off the warrior's vesture, And silently I put on my old-time dress.
Beside the window I dress up my hair, In front of a mirror, I rouge my face. And when i come out to meet my compeers, They are perplexed and amazed' 'For twleve years, We fought as comrades in armes, The Mulan we knew was not a lady of charm.'
They say to chose a hare, You pick them up by the ears. There are telling signs to compare: In air the male will kick and strike, While females stare with bleary eyes. But if are set to the ground, And left to bounce in a flee, Who will be so wise as to observe, That the hare is a he or a she?
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