No Sé Amar

Is it necessity, or is love my vice?
Or is it that I have not found relief from my pain?
Where is the reason for my infidelity?
In my soul, in my mind, in my body, in my heart?

I don't know how to watch the wind pass by without wanting to fly
I don't know how to look at clear water without wanting to drink
I don't know how to watch the wind pass by without wanting to fly
I don't know how to live, I don't know how to live, I don't know how to live, I don't know how to love

Is it necessity, or is love my vice?
Or is it that I have not found relief from my pain?
Being alone, I look for an explanation
And for all answer I come to this conclusion

I don't know how to watch the wind pass by without wanting to fly
I don't know how to look at clear water without wanting to drink
I don't know how to watch the wind pass by without wanting to fly
I don't know how to live, I don't know how to live, I don't know how to live, I don't know how to love