There's a word, (Es muy hermoso)
That I recall (Como los rayos de sol)
It didn't mean (Es la flor del cariño)
That much at all (Lo tiene todo)

It was the language (llena la vida)
No one spoke (Con dulces desenga?os)
It was dying (Todos lo sentimos)
Without hope (No debemos esconderlo)

No one's talking 'bout
No one's talking 'bout

And when it's spoken without passion
Like something common, yeah, something plain
Oh, everyday, we abuse it
So much harder to reclaim

No one's talking 'bout (Love)
No one's talking 'bout (Love)

Now, 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)
Oh oh oh 
No one's talking 'bout 
(Bring back the revolution of love) 
What you're talking 'bout?
(Bring back the revolution of love)
Oh oh oh
(Es la flor del cariño)
Hey, what you're talking 'bout?
(Bring back the revolution of love)
Oh oh
(El amor, el amor es muy hermoso)
Hey, what you're talking 'bout?
(Bring back the revolution of love)
(El amor, el amor es muy hermoso)
Mmm...