Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Que de Raro Tiene, artist - La Original Banda El Limón de Salvador Lizárraga.
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: Spanish
Que de Raro Tiene(original) |
A los que al contemplarme |
rodando en el fango quisieron llorar |
a los que se pregunten |
por que mi talento no pudo triunfar |
a los que me juzgaron |
sin darme derecho siquiera de hablar |
a todos los que quieran |
saber mi tragedia, la voy a contar: |
Yo siempre sostuve |
que no hay en el mundo ningun otro ser |
que tenga belleza |
de pies a cabeza como la mujer |
ellas son la vida, |
la chispa divina, la razón de ser |
que de raro tiene |
que ne haya perdido por una mujer |
que de raro tiene |
que me este muriendo por una mujer |
No les apiade mi dolor profundo, |
yo solo fuí el culpable en mi fracaso, |
porque pude haber sido el rey del mundo, |
pero encontré mujeres a mi paso. |
A los que como amigo |
ayer me tuvieron en un pedestal |
a los que me quisieron |
allá cuando tuve familia y hogar |
a los que me olvidaron |
apenas mi estrella dejó de brillar |
a todos los que quieran |
saber mi tragedia se las voy a contar: |
Todas las mujeres |
ejercen en mi alma un raro poder |
aquellos que tengan |
el mismo problema me van a entender |
una cara hermosa |
y un cuerpo de diosa me hicieron caer |
que de raro tiene |
que me haya perdido por una mujer |
que de raro tiene |
que me este muriendo por una mujer. |
(translation) |
To those who contemplate me |
rolling in the mud they wanted to cry |
to those who wonder |
because my talent could not succeed |
to those who judged me |
without even giving me the right to speak |
to everyone who wants |
knowing my tragedy, I'm going to tell it: |
I always held |
that there is no other being in the world |
have beauty |
from head to toe like a woman |
they are life |
the divine spark, the reason for being |
how rare is it |
that he has not lost to a woman |
how rare is it |
that I am dying for a woman |
Don't take pity on my deep pain, |
I was the only one to blame for my failure, |
because I could have been the king of the world, |
but I found women in my path. |
To those who as a friend |
yesterday they had me on a pedestal |
to those who loved me |
there when I had family and home |
to those who forgot me |
as soon as my star stopped shining |
to everyone who wants |
knowing my tragedy I will tell you: |
All the women |
exercise in my soul a rare power |
those who have |
the same problem will they understand me |
a beautiful face |
and a body of a goddess made me fall |
how rare is it |
that I have lost myself for a woman |
how rare is it |
that I am dying for a woman. |