Así Estoy Yo Sin Tí
Joaquín Sabina
This Is How I Am Without You
I miss like a duck in the Manzanares
Clumsy like a suicidal without vocation
Absurd like a Belgian in soleares
Empty like an island without Robinson
Dark like a tunnel without an express train
Black like Machín's angels
Feverish like a prisoner's love letter
This is how I am, this is how I am, without you
Lost like a fifth on a day off
Like a saint without paradise
Like the eye of a mannequin
Sulky like a dandy with stains
Like a ship without stowaways
This is how I am, this is how I am, without you
Sadder than a bullfighter
On the other side of the iron curtain
This is how I am, this is how I am
This is how I am... Without you
Defeated like an old man losing at cards
Lascivious like the kiss of the colonel
Sneaky like 'El Lute' when he was 'El Lute'
Restless like a priest in a brothel
Wandering like a taxi in the desert
Burned like the sky of Chernobyl
Alone like a poet at the airport
This is how I am, this is how I am, without you
Useless like a stamp triplicated
Like the semen of the hanged
Like the book of the future
Violent like a child without a birthday
Like the scent of disappointment
This is how I am, this is how I am, without you
Sadder than a bullfighter
On the other side of the iron curtain
This is how I am, this is how I am
This is how I am, without you
