Qué de raro tiene [English translation]

To those who, on watching me roll in the mud,

would like to cry,

To those who wonder why my

Talent couldn't suceed

To those who judged me without even

Giving me the right to speak

To all those who want to know my tragedy,

I am going to tell you

I have always sustained

that there is not in the world

any other being

that has beauty from head to toe

like a woman.

They are life, the divine spark,

the reason for being

Why is it strange that I have gotten lost

for a woman?

Why is it strange that I am dying

for a woman?

To those who as a friend in the past had

me on a pedestal,

To those who loved me back when I had

a family and home

To those who forgot me

as soon as my star stopped shining,

to all those who want

to know my tragedy, I am going to tell you

All women exert in my soul a strange

power

Those who have the same problem

Will understand me

A beautiful face and the body of a goddess

made me fall

Why is it strange that I became

lost for a woman?

Why is it strange that I

am dying for a woman?