Comme Ils Disent

I live alone with mom
In a very old apartment
Sarasate Street
I have, to keep me company
A turtle, two canaries
And a cat

To let mom rest
Very often, I go to the market
And cook
I tidy up, I wash, I wipe
Occasionally, I also sew
With the machine

Work doesn't scare me
I'm a bit of a decorator
A bit of a stylist
But my real job is at night
I practice it dressed as a woman
I'm an artist

I have a very special act
That ends in full nudity
After a strip tease
And in the room I see that
The men can't believe their eyes
I'm a homosexual, as they say

Around three in the morning
We go eat with friends
Of all sexes
In some bar-tobacco shop
And there we have a great time
And without complexes

We reveal truths
About people we can't stand
We stone them
But we do it with humor
Wrapped in puns
Drenched in acid

We meet backward people
Who, to impress their group
Walk and sway
Imitating what they think is us
And cover themselves, poor fools
In ridicule

They gesticulate and speak loudly
They play the divas, the tenors
Of stupidity
But the jokes, the teasing
Leave me cold because it's true
I'm a homosexual, as they say

At the dawn of a new day
I return to my share of
Solitude
I remove my eyelashes and hair
Like a poor unhappy clown
Out of weariness

I lie down but don't sleep
I think of my joyless loves
So ridiculous
Of that boy beautiful as a god
Who without doing anything set fire
To my memory

My mouth will never dare
To confess my sweet secret
My tender drama
Because the object of all my torments
Spends most of his time
In women's beds

No one has the right, in truth
To blame me, to judge me
And I specify
That it's Nature itself
That is solely responsible if
I'm a homosexual, as they say