Paroles et traduction Gilberto Santa Rosa - Vivir Sin Ella (En Vivo)

Vivir Sin Ella (En Vivo)

Caminar sin ella,
Es ir sin rumbo fijo,
Refugiarse como un niño,
En los brazos de la soledad.

Regresar sin ella es tan delirante,
Tan nosivo, tan frustrante,
Que a la casa no quiero llegar.

Es como tener las manos llenas de ella,
De su risa, sus caderas,
Y saber que ella no esta.

Es como sentarse a desojar estrellas
Bajo una luna nueva,
Atravez del ventanal...

Vivir Sin Ella es estar,
Encadenado a ese cuerpo,
Que yo amo es temerle,
A la soledad.

Vivir Sin Ella es rendirse a cada instante,
Es caer, es levantarse,
Y por ella comenzar.

Esto, no es normal,
Es querer volar,
A donde ella esta,
Esto, no es normal,
Es querer volar,
A donde ella esta.

La noche sin ella,
Es un trago amargo,
Es mirar el calendario,
Es llorar, amigos, es llorar.

Es como tener las manos llenas de ella,
De su risa, sus caderas,
Y saber que ella no esta.

Es como sentarse a desojar estrellas,
Bajo una luna nueva,
Atravez del ventanal...

Vivir Sin Ella es estar,
Encadenado a ese cuerpo,
Que yo amo estremerle,
A la soledad.

Vivir Sin Ella es rendirse a cada instante,
Es caer, es levantarse,
Y por ella comenzar.

Vivir Sin Ella es estar,
Encadenado a ese cuerpo...

Yo nosé lo que es vivir, Sin Ella,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir,
Con mi soledad que ahoga,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir, Sin Ella,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir,
Y se me hacen mas largas las horas,
Sin su presencia.

Yo nosé lo que es vivir, Sin Ella,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir,
Llegar a mi casa sólo,
Con esta tristeza cuestas.

Yo nosé lo que es vivir, Sin Ella,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir,
Todo me recuerda a ella,
Esa canción de la radio,
La foto sobre la mesa,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir, Sin Ella,
Yo nosé lo que es vivir,
Me domina la tristeza, si no esta ella.

Living Without Her (Live)

Walking without you,
Is walking without a fixed direction,
Taking refuge like a child,
In the arms of loneliness.

To return without you is so delirious,
So harmful, so frustrating,
That I don't want to reach home.

It's like having my hands full of you,
Your laughter, your hips,
And knowing that you're not there.

It's like sitting down to pluck the stars
Under a new moon,
Through the window...

Living without you is being,
Chained to that body,
That I love to fear,
Of loneliness.

Living without you is surrendering every moment,
It's to fall, it's to get up,
And to start by her.

This is not normal,
It's wanting to fly,
To where she is,
This is not normal,
It's wanting to fly,
To where she is.

The night without her,
Is a bitter drink,
It's looking at the calendar,
It's crying, friends, it's crying.

It's like having my hands full of you,
Your laughter, your hips,
And knowing that you're not there.

It's like sitting down to pluck stars,
Under a new moon,
Through the window...

Living without you is being,
Chained to that body,
That I love to fear,
Of loneliness.

Living without you is surrendering every moment,
It's to fall, it's to get up,
And to start by her.

Living without you is being,
Chained to that body...

I don't know what it is to live without you,
I don't know what it is to live,
I don't know what it is to live,
With my loneliness that drowns,
I don't know what it is to live without you,
I don't know what it is to live,
And the hours seem longer,
Without your presence.

I don't know what it is to live without you,
I don't know what it is to live,
To get to my house alone,
With this sadness around my neck.

I don't know what it is to live without you,
I don't know what it is to live,
Everything reminds me of her,
That song on the radio,
The picture on the table,
I don't know what it is to live without you,
I don't know what it is to live,
Sadness overwhelms me if she's not there.