Would You

Would you hold my hand Now you know I'm not that man That used to say the truth... Would it be the same, Now you know that I can fail? What would you think About how I felt yesterday? Would it be the same? Would you trust in me again? Would you hold my hand Or will I spend my life missing you ohhh Y ahí estaba el gran Guilem, Sentado al lado de Miguel, Fumandose un "cigarette" fetén. Y ahí estaba el gran Guilem, El pobre estaba de amarel, Menos mal que estaba Miguel con él.