Dame La Mano
Victor Manuel
Give Me Your Hand
The trace of my step was erased and another will be
In my place. Life goes by without looking back
And if you don't speak, you won't be.
Men are pure vanity, fire in the sea one step back,
And the man who invented charity invented the poor and gave him bread.
Give me your hand and with you the road will be longer
Give me your hand and with you the road will be longer.
My song is seeking the truth but doesn't know where it's going.
With you, who will be my freedom, you will be the wheat of my bread.
