Los corazones 'perdios'son almas que ya no estánel tiempo que 'ya´s' 'vivio'no lo vas a recuperar
más sabe el viejo por viejoque 'pa' sabio Salomónmás sabe el que lo sientecuando se habla de amor
'Desconodio', io, io, io'Desconocio' io, io, io
El amor no tiene nombreni tiempo ni cantidadel amor es un aromaque tienes que respirar
No tiene estación del añoni fecha en el calendariose mueve entre la gente¿alguien sabe donde irá?
'Desconocio' io, io, io'Desconocio' io, io, io
Lost heartsAre souls that aren't there anymoreThe time that you have already livedYou won't be able to get back
An old man knows more because of his ageThan Solomon from being wiseThe one who feels, knows morewhen we're talking about love
Unknown, own, own, ownUnknown, own, own, own
Love doesn't have a nameNor time nor quantityLove is a scentThat you have to breathe
It doesn't have a season of the yearNor a date on the calenderIt moves through1 peopleDoes anyone know where it's going?
Unknown, own, own, ownUnknown, own, own, own