Traducir a
I have learned from both the good and the bad in this life
I have soared through the sky and crawled through the mud
More than thirty-five years and two hundred and ten defects
And I have touched madness with my fingertips
I keep looking at my reflection in the puddles
I don't need mirrors
I know I'm much more handsome
When I don't feel ugly
I have never been interested in power or fortune
What I admire are the flowers that grow in the trash.
Where have your dreams gone? Your soul is laid bare.
After the wave broke, all that remained was the foam.
I keep looking at my reflection in the puddles
I don't need a mirror.
I know I'm much more handsome
When I don't feel ugly
I keep looking at my reflection in the puddles
I don't need a mirror.
I know I'm much more handsome
When I don't feel ugly
Ugly, ugly, ugly, I think
Ugly, ugly, ugly, I think
Ugly, ugly, ugly, I think
Ugly, ugly, ugly
