De un mundo raro
Cuando te hablen de amor y de ilusiones
y te ofrezcan un sol y un cielo entero,
si te acuerdas de mí, no me menciones,
porque vas a sentir amor del bueno.
Y si quieren saber de tu pasado
es preciso decir una mentira.
Di que vienes de allá, de un mundo raro,
que no sabes llorar, que no entiendes de amor
y que nunca has amado.
Porque yo adonde voy
hablaré de tu amor
como un sueño dorado,
y olvidando el rencor
no diré que tu adiós
me volvió desgraciado.
Y si quieren saber de mi pasado
es preciso decir otra mentira.
Les diré que llegué de un mundo raro,
que no sé del dolor, que triunfé en el amor
y que nunca he llorado.
From a Strange World
When they talk to you about love and illusions
and offer you a whole sun and sky,
if you remember me, don't mention me,
because you're going to feel some damn good love.
And if they want to know about your past,
it's necessary to tell a lie.
Say you come from there, from a strange world,
that you don't know how to cry, that you don't understand love
and that you've never loved.
Because wherever I go
I will speak of your love
like a golden dream,
and forgetting the resentment,
I won't say that your goodbye
turned me into a miserable man.
And if they want to know about my past,
it's necessary to tell another lie.
I will tell them that I came from a strange world,
that I don't know about pain, that I triumphed in love
and that I have never cried.