Que de Raro Tiene

To those who, upon seeing me rolling in the mud, would want to cry
To those who wonder why my talent couldn't succeed
To those who judged me without even giving me the right to speak
To all who want to know my tragedy, I will tell it
I always maintained that there is no other being in the world
That has beauty
From head to toe like a woman
They are life, divine spark, the reason for being
What's so strange about me getting lost for a woman
What's so strange about me dying for a woman
To those who, as friends, had me on a pedestal yesterday
To those who loved me back when I had a family and a home
To those who forgot me as soon as my star stopped shining
To all who want to know my tragedy, I will tell them
All women exert a strange power over my soul
Those who have the same problem will understand me
A beautiful face and a goddess-like body made me fall
What's so strange about me getting lost for a woman
What's so strange about me dying for a woman