Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
Joey Tempest
There's a word (es muy hermoso) - it is very beautiful
That I recall (como los rayos de sol) - like rays of sun
It didn't mean (es la flor del cariсo) - it is the flower of your affection
That much at all (lo tiene todo) - it has everything
It was the language (llena la vida) - it fills the life
No one spoke (con dulces desengaсos) - with sweet disappointments
It was dying (todos lo sentimos) - we all feel it
Without hope (no debemos esconderlo) - we must not hide it
No ones talking 'bout
No ones talking 'bout
And when it's spoken without passion
Like something common something plain
Oh everyday we abuse it
So much harder to reclaim
No one's talking 'bout (love)
No one's talking 'bout (love)
Then someone made a connection
We should have known it from the start
This word to us means nothing
Unless spoken from the heart
From the heart
Bring back the revolution of love
(es la flor de tu cariсo) - it is the flower of your affection
Bring back the revolution of love
(el amor, el amor es muy hermoso) - the love, the love is very beautiful
Bring back the revolution of love
No one's talking 'bout
Won't you talk about