Que Levante La Mano
Caña Brava
Raise Your Hand
Who hasn’t cried like I do?
Loved like I loved and then forgotten?
Who hasn’t been left behind, no longer loved?
For another love, for another skin?
And who hasn’t learned to cry?
Let’s see, who hasn’t felt this way?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t cried a goodbye?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t suffered for love?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t cried a goodbye?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t suffered for love?
Who knows, the one who never loved?
The sadness of a disappointment?
Suffering from a heartbreak?
In love more than ever,
And from the wrong love?
And who hasn’t learned to cry?
Let’s see, who hasn’t felt this way?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t cried a goodbye?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t suffered for love?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t cried a goodbye?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t suffered for love?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t cried a goodbye?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t suffered for love?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t cried a goodbye?
Raise your hand, who hasn’t suffered for love?
