The silent, they call me,
without ever having talked to me.
I say, I\'m like a thunderstorm,
that slowly draws away.
The ugly, they call me,
without even look at me right.
I say, I\'m like a deep black ocean,
but I\'m shining under the moonlight.
The strange one, they call me.
But did they even know,
how much I can charm others,
only with my friendliness?