Dame La Mano
Victor Manuel
Give Me Your Hand
The trace of my step was erased and another will be there
In my place. Life passes without looking back
And if you don't speak you won't be
We 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 path will become shorter
Give me your hand and with you the path will become shorter
My song is searching for the truth but it doesn't know where it's going
With you, who will be my freedom, you will be the wheat of my bread
Give me your hand and with you the path will become shorter
Give me your hand and with you the path will become shorter
Give me your hand and with you the path will become shorter
Give me your hand and with you the path will become shorter
Give me your hand and with you the path will become shorter
Give me your hand and with you the path will become shorter
