La Muñeca Fea

Hidden in the corners
Afraid that someone will see her
Talking with the mice
The poor ugly doll

One little arm is already broken
Her face is covered in soot
And feeling forgotten, she cried
Tears of sawdust

Dolly
The mouse said to her
Don't cry, silly
You have no reason
Your friends
Are not from this world
Because they forgot about you
In this corner

We are not like that

The broom and the dustpan love you
The duster and the feather duster love you
The spider and the old suitcase love you
I also love you
And I want you to be happy

Dolly
The mouse said to her
Don't cry, silly
You have no reason
Your friends
Are not from this world
Because they forgot about you
In this corner

We are not like that

The broom and the dustpan love you
The duster and the feather duster love you
The spider and the old suitcase love you
I also love you
And I want you to be happy.