Yo soy asi

They say about me
They say that
I'm ugly, that I walk
Like a thug
That I'm crooked
And that I move
With a swagger
Like a dinosaur
My nose is pointy
My figure doesn't help
And my mouth's a mailbox
If I chat with Luis
With Pedro, with Juan
Talking about me
The guys are
Criticizing if I've
Lost my shape
They notice if I go
If I come or if I left

They say
A lot of things
But what they like
Interests them
Because they lose
Their minds
Worrying about me

I know there are many
Who despise
With lies
And sigh
And they die
When they think
Of my love
And more than one
Melts
If I sigh
If I don't look
And they stay
With no way to forget
Panting in fear

If I'm ugly
Let's just say
That I already
Found that out
But the ugliness
That God gave me
A lot of women
Are jealous of
And they won't say
That I got conceited
Because I've always
Been modest
This is me

And they hide from me
They hide that I
Have dreamy
Eyes besides
Other charms that
Create a sensation
If I'm ugly
I know that in return
I have a
Doll-like complexion
Those who say I'm crooked
Haven't seen me in a nightgown

The guys about me
Criticize my voice
The way I walk
My look, my stubbornness
They criticize if I've
Lost my shape
They notice if I go
If I come or if I left

They say a lot of things