PopAgarrense de las manos (en inglés)

PopAgarrense de las manos
If you want to come with me
the land of flowers,
if you want to find love
those who truly love,
I do not let me fence
an empty heart,
not wait for cold weather
to start looking,
the heat of a good friend,
talk to them and love them,
with a word sincere
penalties can be silent.

(Chorus)
Hold on of hands,
each other with me.
Hold on of hands,
if you found your friend.
Together we can reach,
where we have never gone.
Together we can reach,
join hands with me.
But if you want to get inside
of music and celebration,
something that costs nothing,
no one has to wait
to lift the soul,
to lose consciousness,
and forget with me
the things they do mourn,
to call at the door,
where joy lives
what queodos wanted
yet to find.
(Chorus)
Uuuuuuuuoooooooooooooooooooo
Aaaaaauuuuuuuu
Guayia
(Chorus)