This song is about domestic violence in general and violence between people, is a song to invite reflection and to solve problems without violence.
CHORUS: Co, co, co, take it, co, co, co, take it, co, co, co, take it, co, co, co, take it, co, co, co, co, take it, co, co, co, co, take it, co, co, co, co, co. DUO: Oh, don't take out the gun, there should be love, VOICE 1: There should be love where there is disorder, yes. DUO: Oh, don't take out the gun, there should be love, VOICE 1: There should be love where there is disorder. VOICE 1: I understand you very well, you feel very bad, real life makes you explode, suddenly an idiot starts shouting and provokes you. You have great power over others and you practice your law, you want to defend yourself from all humanity and you make yourself known with real bullets, but DUO: Oh, don't pull out your gun, there should be love, VOICE 1: There should be love where there is disorder, yes. DUO: Oh, don't pull out your gun, there should be love, VOICE 1: There should be love where there is disorder. VOICE 1: I understand you very well, you feel very bad, real life makes you explode, the street is getting bigger and bigger, worse than before. You have great power over others and you make your law, you want to defend yourself from all humanity and you make yourself known with real bullets, but DUO: Oh, don't pull out your gun, there should be love, VOICE 1: There should be love where there is disorder, yes. VOICE 2: I know you're tired, VOICE 3: I know you're tired. DUO: Oh, don't take out your gun, there should be love, VOICE 1: There should be love where there's disorder. And, oh, oh, eh. CHORUS: There should be love. And, oh, oh, eh. CHORUS: There should be love. And, oh, oh, eh. CHORUS: There should be love. And, oh, oh, eh. CHORUS: There should be love. VOICE 1: The world turns, look at its face, look at life, how it peels away full of dust, it looks very sad, you see, it looks very sad, you see, these guys and guys everywhere carry the weight on their shoulders with everything there is to do, with everything to defend and one guy drives you crazy, the shooting starts and we all hit rock bottom, the sound of the sirens, you take them, you chain them up, without further amazement, then they put you on TV, it looks very sad, you see, it looks very sad, you see. You see. And, oh, oh, eh. CHORUS: There should be love. And, oh, oh, eh. CHORUS: There should be love.
CORO: Co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, coge,
co, co, co, co.
DÚO: Ay, no saques el revólver,
debiera haber amor,
VOZ 1: Debiera haber amor donde hay desorden,
sí.
DÚO: Ay, no saques el revólver,
debiera haber amor,
VOZ 1: Debiera haber amor donde hay desorden.
VOZ 1: Te entiendo muy bien,
te sientes muy mal
la vida real te hace explotar
de pronto un idiota empieza a gritar
y te provoca.
Tú tienes un gran poder
encima de los demás
y practicas tu ley,
tú te quieres defender de toda la humanidad
y te das a conocer
a balazos de verdad, pero
DÚO: Ay, no saques el revólver,
debiera haber amor,
VOZ 1: Debiera haber amor donde hay desorden,
sí.
DÚO: Ay, no saques el revólver,
debiera haber amor,
VOZ 1: Debiera haber amor donde hay desorden.
VOZ 1: Te entiendo muy bien,
te sientes muy mal
la vida real te hace explotar,
la calle se pone a pasos gigantes,
peor que antes.
Tú tienes un gran poder
encima de los demás
y fabricas tu ley,
tú te quieres defender
de toda la humanidad
y te das a conocer
a balazos de verdad, pero
DÚO: Ay, no saques el revólver,
debiera haber amor,
VOZ 1: Debiera haber amor donde hay desorden,
sí.
VOZ 2: Yo sé que estás cansado,
VOZ 3: Yo sé que estás cansado.
DÚO: Ay, no saques el revólver,
debiera haber amor,
VOZ 1: Debiera haber amor donde hay desorden.
Y, oh, oh, eh.
CORO: Debiera haber amor.
Y, oh, oh, eh.
CORO: Debiera haber amor.
Y, oh, oh, eh.
CORO: Debiera haber amor.
Y, oh, oh, eh.
CORO: Debiera haber amor.
VOZ 1: Gira el mundo, mira su cara, mira en la vida, como se descascara llena de polvo, se ve muy triste, se ve,
se ve muy triste,
se ve,
estos fulanos y los menganos por dondequiera llevan el peso sobre sus hombros
con todo lo que habrá que hacer,
con todo lo que defender
y un tipo te desespera, se forma la balacera y todos tocamos fondo,
el ruido de las sirenas, los tomas los encadenas, sin más asombro,
luego te ponen por la tv, se ve muy triste,
se ve
se ve muy triste,
se ve.
Se ve.
Y, oh, oh, eh.
CORO: Debiera haber amor.
Y, oh, oh, eh.
CORO: Debiera haber amor.
