Donde Esta El Amor [English translation]

(I’m still here asking God)

that I won’t lack neither the words nor the pain

(that He’ll give me the courage)

to be able to tell you what I think

(and that I’ll be able to keep my emotions under control)

and that there will be a crack through which you can see

a restless heart

(we’ve got to talk)

and a sea that intends to keep growing bigger and bigger

and a sky that is cloudy and full with grudge

and everything is defined depending on a colour

(I don’t know what’s going on, and everyday I wonder..)

and where’s the love? (Hey, do your bit too)

well I..have forgotten (ask yourself what’s happening)

and where’s the love?

well I..have forgotten (I really don’t know what’s going on and..)

I’ve got the feeling that things are not going well

In Puerto Rico, one hundred people were killed in six months

nobody knows who is who

nobody says “amen” anymore

we’ve got to let ourselves be guided by the one who was born at Bethlehem

you think everything is fine?

that was before

if you trip, no one will help you get up

horrible things are happening in this world

we’re running out of time, think about it you ignorant

and where’s the love? (the love..the love..)

well I..have forgotten (Ehhh)

and where’s the love? (the love..the love..)

well I..have forgotten (Ohhh)

(Tell Him Franco)

That my memory will be enough to tell

about all I’ve seen and all we’re seeing now

and that my voice will be enough if I have to yell

and that freedom will not be only a dream

Oh, that I’ll have enough air when I’ll have to come back

that I won’t be uprooted, one is born only once (my God, help me)

and maybe I’ll have a bit of luck and there will still be something left for me to believe in (I want everyone to ask yourselves what’s going on)

and where’s the love? (the love..the love..)

well I..have forgotten (Ehhh)

and where’s the love? (the love..the love..)

well I..have forgotten

History won’t change anymore

because of politics

conquests, theories or wars,

history will change when

we’ll be able to use the power of love

regardless of race, skin colour, social class

always keeping in mind that

we’re all equal on this Earth

W, Yandel

Mr. Franco de Vita

the purpose of this call is to let love be reborn

and where’s the love? (the love..the love..)

well I..have forgotten (Ehhh)

and where’s the love? (the love..the love..)

well I..have forgotten

It’s simple

W with Yandel

Franco de Vita

Victor the Nazi

Nesty

Professor Gómez

surpassing the musical limits

showing day after day that

for us there are no limits in music