Por Que Será?

Lucía: Love, what a crazy thing, the one that runs in our veins,
A fire here in the blood, that we like, that burns us,
It's a strange force, it drags us wherever,
Love, love, love...
Joaquín: Excessive love, that misses you, that is jealous of you,
That when it's with you, it chains me to your body,
Lucía and Joaquín: It's like when you feel the current taking you,
Love, love, love...
Lucía and Joaquín: Why would that be, be, that I loved you in that way,
That I went after you, for loving you just because,
Without even asking myself what would become of me...
Why would that be, be, that I went after you,
For loving you just because, that there's no other explanation,
Love... love...
Lucía: Excessive love, that misses you, that is jealous of you,
Joaquín: That when it's with you, it chains me to your body,
Lucía and Joaquín: It's like when you feel the current taking you,
Love, love, love...
Lucía and Joaquín: Why would that be, be, that I loved you in that way,
That I went after you, for loving you just because,
Without even asking myself what would become of me...
Why would that be, be, that I went after you,
For loving you just because, that there's no other explanation,
Love... love...