In the world there are people that are brutish and clever,
There are virgins and prostitutes,
Rich people, poor people, upper middle class
Beautiful things and a couple of tragedies.
There are people fat, medium, and skinny
Horses, chickens, sheep and cows
There are many animals and many people,
People sane and crazy, demented.
In the world there are lies and falsehoods,
Facts, truths, and coincidences,
There are mentalities horizontal, vertical, and diagonal,
Defeats and accidental failures,
Medals, trophies, and World Cups
In the world there are vitamins and proteins
Marijuana, ecstasy, and cocaine,
There are trees, there are branches, there are leaves and flowers,
There are many mountains of many colors.
In the world there are split decisions,
Entrances, exits, debuts and farewells
There are innocents, there are homicides,
There are many mouths and there's little food
There are governors and presidents,
There's cold water and hot water.
In the world there are microphones and loudspeakers,
There are six million inhabitants,
There are people ordinary and elegant,
But- but- but-
CHORUS x2
There's no one quite like you
There's no one quite like you, my love
There's no one quite like you
In the world the land always moves,
There are tanks of oxygen and tanks of war.
The sun and the moon give us our energy,
We sleep at night and we live during day.
There are people who correct what they say,
There are a lot of people whose words contradict.
There are carob beans and there's ocean algae,
There are vegetarians and butcher shops.
There are bitter mouthfuls and there are delicacies,
There are diseases and there are cures
There are fulls bags, there are empty wallets,
There are more thieves than there are police
There are religions, there is atheism
There's capitalism and there's communism.
Although we all look the same, we're not the same--
Because- because...
CHORUS x2
There's no one quite like you
There's no one quite like you, my love
There's no one quite like you
In the world there exist some great ideas,
There are Don Quixotes and there are Dulcineas.
There's sex in the bathroom, sex in bed,
Sex without clothes, sex in pajamas.
There are things that are real and there are melodramas,
There are mazes and there are puzzles,
There are calls that no one answers,
There are many questions and very few answers,
There are people who are brave, people who are afraid,
People about whom the world doesn't give a damn.
People standing, people sitting,
People dreaming, people waking,
There are people who are born, people who die
There are people who hate and there are people who love.
In this world there are many, many people,
But- but- but...
CHORUS x7
There's no one quite like you
There's no one quite like you, my love
There's no one quite like you