A Mano a Mano
Andrea Bocelli
Hand in Hand
Hand in hand you realize that the wind
Blows on your face and steals a smile
The beautiful season that is about to end
Blows on your heart and steals the love
Hand in hand it dissolves into tears
That sweet memory faded by time
Of when you lived with me in a room
There was no money but a lot of hope
And hand in hand you lose me and I lose you
And what has been seems more absurd to us
Than when the night was always more real
And not like now on Saturday nights....
But...give me your hand and come close
A flower can bloom in our garden
That not even winter can freeze
A flower can grow from this love of mine for you
And hand in hand you will see that over time
Above your face the same smile
That the cruel wind had stolen from us
Returns faithfully
Love has returned to you....
That the cruel wind had stolen from us
Love has returned to you...
