Qué Sé Yo (nana)

I'm just another face in the crowd
who one day lost faith in the herd.
I'm made of everything, and this state
won't allow the slightest deceit.

The winds whip me, the sea tosses me
and I dance when the ground shakes.
But my throat can't find a song
if my heart doesn't take flight.

For that, there are no wings, no balloon, no plane,
for that, there's only love.

For that, there's no gold, no Paris, no New York,
for that, there's only love.

For that, there's no power, for that, there's no God,
for that, there's only love.

It could be... or maybe be...
I don't know... Could be... What do I know.