La Muñeca Fea
Francisco Gabilondo Soler (Cri Cri)
The Ugly Doll
Hidden in the corners,
afraid that someone will see her,
she talked to the mice
the poor ugly doll.
One little arm is already broken,
her face is covered in soot
and feeling forgotten, she cried
sawdust tears.
Little doll,
the mouse said to her,
don't cry silly
you have no reason.
Your friends
are not from this world
because they forgot about you
in this corner.
We are not like that.
The broom and the dustpan love you,
the duster and the feather duster love you,
the spider and the old suitcase love you,
I also love you
and want you to be happy.
Little doll,
the mouse said to her,
don't cry silly
you have no reason.
Your friends
are not from this world
because they forgot about you
in this corner.
We are not like that.
The broom and the dustpan love you,
the duster and the feather duster love you,
the spider and the old suitcase love you,
I also love you
and want you to be happy.
