Lyrics of Vivir Sin Ella - Gilberto Santa Rosa

Vivir Sin Ella (original)

Caminar sin ella es ir sin rumbo fijo,
Refujiarse como un niño, en los brazos de la soledad,
Regresar sin ella es tan delirante,
Tan nocivo, 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 deshojar estrellas,
Bajo una luna nueva a travez del ventanal.
Coro:
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…
Coro:
Vivir sin ella es estar encadenado a ese cuerpo.
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella, yo no se lo que es vivir,
(Yo no se lo que es vivir, con mi soledad que ahoga)
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella, yo no se lo que es vivir,
(Y se me hacen mas largas las horas, sin su presencia).
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella, yo no se lo que es vivir,
(Llegar a mi casa solo, con esta tristeza a cuestas)
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella, yo no se lo que es vivir,
(Todo me recuerda a ella, esa cancion de la radio, la foto sobre la mesa)
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella, yo no se lo que es vivir,
(Me domina la tristeza, si no esta ella).

(translation)

To walk without her is to go aimlessly,
Take refuge like a child, in the arms of loneliness,
Coming back without her is so delusional
So noxious, so frustrating,
That I don't want to get to the house.
It's like having your hands full of it,
From her laughter, her hips,
And knowing that she is not here,
It's like sitting down to pluck stars,
Under a new moon through the window.
Chorus:
To live without her is to be chained to that body
What I love is fear of loneliness
To live without her is to surrender to every moment,
It's falling, it's getting up from it and starting with it.
This is not normal,
It is wanting to fly to where she is,
This is not normal,
It is wanting to fly to where she is.
The night without her is a bitter drink,
It's looking at the calendar,
It is crying, friends, it is crying.
It's like having your hands full of it...
Chorus:
To live without her is to be chained to that body.
I don't know what it's like to live without her, I don't know what it's like to live,
(I don't know what it is to live, with my suffocating loneliness)
I don't know what it's like to live without her, I don't know what it's like to live,
(And the hours seem longer for me, without her presence).
I don't know what it's like to live without her, I don't know what it's like to live,
(Arriving home alone, with this sadness in tow)
I don't know what it's like to live without her, I don't know what it's like to live,
(Everything reminds me of her, that song on the radio, the photo on the table)
I don't know what it's like to live without her, I don't know what it's like to live,
(Sadness overwhelms me, if not her).