Qué de Raro Tiene

To those who, upon seeing me
Rolling in the mud, wanted to cry
To those who wonder
Why couldn't my talent succeed?
To those who judged me
Without even giving me the right to speak
To all those 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
The divine spark, the reason for being
What's so strange about it?
That I got lost for a woman
What's so strange about it?
That I am dying for a woman

Do not pity my deep pain
I was solely to blame for my failure
Because I could have been the king of the world
But I found women along my way

To those who, as a friend
Yesterday had me on a pedestal
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 those who want
To know my tragedy, I will tell them

All women
Exercise 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 it?
That I got lost for a woman
What's so strange about it?
That I am dying for a woman