Here's a word (es muy hermoso)
That I recall (como los rayos de Sol)
It didn't mean (es la flor del cariсo)
That much at all (lo tiene todo)
It was the language (llena la vida)
No one spoke (con dulces desengaсos)
It was dying (todos lo sentimos)
Without hope (no debemos esconderlo)

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)
Bring back the revolution of love
(El amor, el amor es muy hermoso)

Bring back the revolution of love
No one's talking 'bout
Won't you talk about