Pañuelito Blanco

My grandma has a little handkerchief
That she took care of for so long
And sometimes when she's tired
She smiles and asks me to take care of it too

With the handkerchief we dance
But when we stop dancing
We wipe away a little tear
Because memories make us cry

Little white handkerchief
You want to fly to the square
Little white handkerchief
We'll always be there for you
Little white handkerchief
Expand the circle of truth
Little white handkerchief
Watching your flight makes me want to sing

Fly, little white handkerchief
Fly, we won't forget you
Fly, little white handkerchief
Fly while we walk
While we walk
While we walk