Qué Sería De Mí
Joan Manuel Serrat
What Would Become of Me
What would the day be without the sun rising. What would thirteen be without one and three. What would the dog be without cats and without fleas; the flower without manure, the water without thirst, the bird without air, the hammer without a nail, the master without a slave; today without yesterday, the knight without wind giants, without a lady and without entanglements to unravel. What would become of me without you. Of my spinning top without your string. Of my mouth without your skin. What would become of me, what would become of me... What would the angel be if the devil didn't tempt, faith without miracles, miracles without faith, the bike without wheels, the knife without a blade, the puppet without strings, the shoe without a foot, the waves without seas, summer without a nap, the rooster without its crest and crowing, the clouds without skies, bread without imagination. I don't know what would become of me without you.