Dóna'm la mà

Give me your hand
to make way
towards the great lake of dreams,
give me your hand
there is a horizon
that calls us from afar.
Everything is as pure as the silence
that precedes the song
and time gently unravels the curls
that will lead to the desired future.
Give me your hand
and then we can
believe once again that
all we have wanted
only awaits a gesture
as if it were the wind
that we will disperse with our tenacious effort.

Give me your heart
to share
projects and hopes,
give me your eyes
and let desire
mark a new destiny for us.
Beyond the uncertainty
that tarnished our voice
fingers comb the sea again
like a living and faithful symbol.
Give me your hand,
give me your voice
and let us proclaim that
everything is to be done,
everything is possible today,
let's make everyone feel
how the old desire for a better world is exalted.