Está En Tus Manos
Litto Nebbia
It's In Your Hands
What life forgot to distribute
It's in your hands
Because it's not true that life goes by
Without warning
Then the tree fell
And never broke
And the harmony of the afternoon glimpsed faith
In the routine of pain
Life surely walks
So that one can explain
What they imagine
Alienated without knowing
Almost bewitched, unintentionally
The soul unfolds around
It's in your hands
So simple like that
Only in your hands
Is the way to start living
Only in your hands
So simple like that
Only in your hands
Is the way to start living
