Por Que Será
Pablo Tamagnini
Why Could It Be
There's a sun that lights up and dims
when it dips into the sea.
With eyes full of nostalgia
because it's leaving now..
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's leaving...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's leaving...
And the moon peeks through the window
to keep on watching
how you love
until you sigh, until you sigh,
until you sigh.
And the night fades into morning
but the urge to kiss
never stops.
Why could it be
that this passionate love
is always in a frenzy
and asking for more and more?
Why could it be
that this wild love
even when it's sleepless
never wants to rest?
What could it be? What could it be? What could it be?
What does our love have?
What could it be? What could it be?
That passion never stops.
[Repeat all]
Shake it, baby
Oh, oh, yeah, what a treat, baby
Shake it, baby
Shake it...
Why could it be
that this passionate love
is always in a frenzy
and asking for more and more?
Why could it be
that this wild love
even when it's sleepless
never wants to rest?
What could it be? What could it be? What could it be?
What does our love have?
What could it be? What could it be?
That passion never stops.
