Se Equivocó El Azar
José Luis Perales
Fate Got It Wrong
You look at yourself again
And once more
You smile
You caress your skin
And you smoke halfway
With your other self
The cigarette
Of goodbye
Because starting today
You never knew him
Today he dies forever
Because you are born
You
He was just a disguise
Worn by you
A twisted joke
To make you suffer
A black veil
To keep you
From showing your true self
Fate got it wrong
And invented
An impossible cocktail
Between your body and you
But this charade
Ends today
To start being
A woman, at last
A woman
Complete
Violet and crimson
That short hair
Will grow back soon
That gaze
Shines brighter than ever
Just a little more
You have to be perfect
The world must stop
When you step out
You will call yourself a woman
And nothing more
Your identity is carried
Inside your heart
Where you’ve hung
Your reserved
Right of admission
Fate got it wrong
And invented
An impossible cocktail
Between your body and you
But this charade
Ends today
To start being
A woman, at last
A woman
Complete
