A mano a mano [English translation]
A mano a mano [English translation]
Little by little you realize that the wind
Blows on your face and steals you a smile
The old season which is about to end
Blows on your heart and steals your love
And little by little it melts in tears
That sweet memory faded by time
When you used to live with me in a room
There was no money but a lot of hope
And little by little you lose me and I lose you
And all what has been seems more absurd to us
When at night you were more and more true
And not just like now on Saturday nights...
But... give me your hand and come back closer
A flower can be born in our garden
That even winter will never freeze
A flower can grow from this love of mine for you
And little by little you'll see that over time
The same smile over your face
That the cruel wind had stolen us
Which comes back loyal
Love is back to you...
- Artist:Riccardo Cocciante