Mis manos [English translation]

in touch with each other

it's possible to survive

voyages with no destination

where everything is to be decided.

My hands, these hands,

you will feel them around you

when you weep, when you laugh

they will be with you and tell you "yes".

Hands, your hands,

let them run over me.

Hands, my hands

will be nothing without you now.

The mesage is clear,

a silent exchange of energy.

A language won't do,

it's touch which gives us poetry.

The hands, your hands,

know how to be like that,

so intense that by instinct they are

like the heart that beats in you.

Hands, your hands,

let them run over me.

Hands, my hands

wil be nohing without you.

And tomorrow, with your hands... Yeah.

There's no tomorrow in the hands

if the give us one dream more.

I ask myself if you love me,

you're already telling me with your hands.

Hands, your hands,

somethines they say much more.

Hands, my hands

they will never do you harm.

Hands, your hands,

leave them always on me.

Hands, my tomorrow,

my tomorrow is now.