Si lo anormal fuera regular,
cómo yo te vería.
Si lo inesperado fuera lo deseado,
cómo todos te veríamos.

En un mundo tan variado,
¿Habría espacio para mí?
En un mundo alterado,
¿Tendrías un espacio para mí?

Lo único constante es el cambio,
pero el cambio trastorna,
el orden regular de una realidad,
que ya nadie controla.

Altera mis sentidos,
afectando mi corazón.
Pero, ¡Quién soy yo!
para auto cegar tanta belleza.
Un viejo siglo sin cultura,
con entendimientos del ayer.

Debemos invertir el orden,
de ingenuos ignorantes,
no aceptan tu naturaleza,
A la fuerza buscan encasillarte.

Yo amo tus fortalezas
y veo en tu esencia, el cambio.
Para enseñar al mundo las diferencias,
entre dependientes inalterables,
de tu innovador encanto.

Oigo Tus ojos al cielo
Y siento tu ligera sonrisa,
Esa energía interminable
con enigmático silencio,
Hablan a mi corazón, diciendo:
“Te amo, Padre.”

If the abnormal were regular,
how I would see you?
If the unexpected were the desired,
how we would all see you?

In such a varied world,
would there be room for me?
In an altered world,
would you have a space for me?

The only constant is change,
but change upsets,
the regular order of a reality,
that no one controls anymore.

It alters my senses,
affecting my heart.
But who am I!
to self-blind so much beauty.
An old century without culture,
with understandings of yesterday.

We must reverse the order,
of naive ignorant people,
They don't accept your nature,
By force they try to pigeonhole you.

I love your strengths
and I see in your essence, the change.
To teach the world the differences,
between unalterable dependents,
of your innovative charm.

I hear your eyes to the sky
And I feel your light smile,
That endless energy
with enigmatic silence,
They speak to my heart, saying:
"I love you father."