Te Espero Sentada
Te espero sentada en la esquina de siempre
Y más arreglada que si fuera un viernes
Sin ninguna cita hecha previamente
Pero con la plena intuicion de verte
Mis ojos no paran de mirar y mirar
El oscuro pedernal de las ideas
Buscando más huecos dentro de este hueco
Buscando una luz en medio de este cielo
Mi cielo, mi cielo
Pobre de mi cielo
Mis manos las guardo porque tengo frío
Y se sienten raras dentro del bolsillo
Ha pasado ya más de una hora y media
No has aparecido, me falló mi instinto
Pero es que mi instinto no sabe de amores
Pero es que mi instinto no sabe que–
Vivir la vida sin ti
Es algo como morir
Es caminar sin mirar
Es como cantar sin oír
Es hablar sin respirar
Es comer sin digerir
Porque yo descubrí que eres la forma perfecta
La medida exacta justa para mí y es así
Mi cielo, mi cielo
No sabes que–
Vivir la vida sin ti
Es algo como morir
Es caminar sin mirar
Es como cantar sin oír
Es hablar sin respirar
Es comer sin digerir
Porque yo descubrí que eres la forma perfecta
La medida exacta justa para mí
Y es algo como morir
Es caminar sin mirar
Es como cantar sin sentir
Es hablar sin respirar
Es comer sin digerir
Porque yo descubrí que eres la forma perfecta
La medida exacta justa para mí
I'm Seated Waiting for You
I wait for you seated on the usual corner
And more dressed up than if it were a Friday
Without any prior commitment
But with the full intuition of seeing you
My eyes don't stop looking and looking
The dark flint of ideas
Searching for more holes within this hole
Searching for a light in the middle of this sky
My love, my love
Poor love of mine
I keep my hands to myself because I'm cold
And they feel strange inside my pocket
More than an hour and a half has passed
You haven't shown up, my instinct failed me
But my instincts just don't know about love
But my instincts just don't know that—
Living life without you
Is something like dying
It's walking without looking
It's like singing without hearing
It's talking without breathing
It's eating without digesting
Because I discovered that you're the perfect form
The exact, right size for me and that's just it
My love, my love
Don't you know that—
Living life without you
Is something like dying
It's walking without looking
It's like singing without hearing
It's talking without breathing
It's eating without digesting
Because I discovered that you're the perfect form
The exact, right size for me
And it's something like dying
It's walking without looking
It's like singing without feeling
It's talking without breathing
It's eating without digesting
Because I discovered that you're the perfect form
The exact, right size for me