Translation of the song lyrics Pendiente de Ti - Joan Manuel Serrat

Pendiente de Ti (original)

Eres tan egoísta
Solo piensas en ti;
Vienes en mi busca cuando
Necesitas cuartelillo…
En cuanto lo consigues
Me dejas y te vas
Sin fumarte siquiera
Un cigarro conmigo…
Siempre la misma jugada
Me utilizas y a otra cosa
No hablamos nunca de nada
Ni te esfuerzas en mentir
Ni me sacas a cenar
Ni te quedas a domir…
Y no se quién eres tu
Ni lo que soy para ti
Si hay algo entre tu y yo
Te importa un pito…
No sabes que vivo
Pendiente de ti…
Y tengo también
Mi corazoncito…
Asi le hablo la rama al pajarillo
Vienes en mi busca cuando
Necesitas cuartelillo
Y así lo repetían desencantados
Una musa a un poeta
Y un voto a un diputado
Y el cordel a la peonza
Y un rayo de sol a un viejo
Y las montañas al eco
Y el soldado al comandante
Y la guitarra a la canción
Y la canción al cantante…
No se quién eres tu
Ni lo que soy para ti
Si hay algo entre tu y yo
Te importa un pito…
No sabes que vivo
Pendiente de ti…
Y tengo tambien
Mi corazoncito…
Pero te prevengo que no voy a permitir
Que sigas jugando con mis sentimientos
Vendras a buscarme cualquier día de estos
Y tal vez entonces ya no estare aquí…
No sabes que vivo
Pendiente de ti

Pendiente de Ti (translation)

you are so selfish
You only think about yourself;
You come looking for me when
You need a barracks...
as soon as you get it
you leave me and you go
without even smoking
A cigarette with me...
Always the same play
You use me and something else
We never talk about anything
You don't even try to lie
You don't even take me out to dinner
You don't even stay to sleep...
And I don't know who you are
Nor what I am for you
If there is something between you and me
You don't give a damn...
You don't know that I live
Pending you...
and i have too
my little heart…
This is how the branch spoke to the little bird
You come looking for me when
you need barracks
And so they repeated it disenchanted
A muse to a poet
And a vote for a deputy
And the string to the spinning top
And a ray of sunshine to an old man
And the mountains to the echo
And the soldier to the commander
And the guitar to the song
And the song to the singer…
I do not know who you are
Nor what I am for you
If there is something between you and me
You don't give a damn...
You don't know that I live
Pending you...
and I have too
my little heart…
But I warn you that I will not allow
that you keep playing with my feelings
You will come to look for me any day of these
And maybe then I won't be here anymore...
You don't know that I live
looking out for you