Amar o Morir

What would become of the tree that is born
If there were no rain,
If there were no sun.
Of the night naked of stars
Of the silence if there were no voice
What would become of the boat without sail
What would become of me without love…

No, No….
I couldn't live a single moment
I couldn't calm my pain.

Love or Die
Love is the soul of everything
Love or Die
Woe to those who are alone in life
Without anyone breathing with them,
Love or die
There is no other way…

What would become of all the streets
If there were no one
Providing warmth…
Of the birds if there were no air
What would become of a colorless flower
What would it be to stop, to give up
What would become of me without love… (chorus)