Paroles et traduction Joan Manuel Serrat - Que Seria de Mi

Que Seria de Mi

Qué sería del día
Si el sol no amaneciese.
Qué sería del trece
Sin el uno y el tres.
Qué sería del perro
Sin gatos y sin pulgas;
De la flor sin estiércol,
Del agua sin la sed,
Del pájaro sin aire,
Del martillo sin clavo,
Del amo sin esclavo;
Del hoy sin el ayer,
Del caballero andante
Sin gigantes de viento,
Sin dama y sin entuertos
Que desfacer.
Qué sería de mí sin ti.
De mi trompo sin tu cordel.
De mi boca sin tu piel.
Qué sería de mí, qué sería de mí...
Qué sería del ángel
Si no tentase el diablo,
De la fe sin milagro,
Del milagro sin fe,
De la bici sin ruedas,
Del cuchillo sin filo,
Del títere sin hilos,
Del zapato sin pie,
De las olas sin mares,
Del verano sin siesta,
Del gallo sin su cresta
Y su quiquiriquí,
De las nubes sin cielos,
Del pan sin fantasía.
Yo no sé qué sería
De mí sin ti.

What Would Become of Me

What would become of the day
If the sun did not rise.
What would become of the thirteen
Without the one and the three.
What would become of the dog
Without cats and without fleas;
Of the flower without manure,
Of the water without thirst,
Of the bird without air,
Of the hammer without nails,
Of the master without the slave;
Of today without yesterday,
Of the knight errant
Without giants of the wind,
Without a lady and without wrongs
To undo.
What would become of me without you.
Of my top without your string.
Of my mouth without your skin.
What would become of me, what would become of me...
What would become of the angel
If the devil did not tempt,
Of faith without miracles,
Of a miracle without faith,
Of a bike without wheels,
Of a knife without an edge,
Of a puppet without strings,
Of a shoe without a foot,
Of waves without seas,
Of summer without a siesta,
Of a rooster without its crest
And its cock-a-doodle-doo,
Of clouds without a heaven,
Of bread without imagination.
I do not know what would become
Of me without you.