Little hands Lyrics

A child walks free beneath the evening sky

Dreams in his heart, no fear in his eyes

A step too far, a world falls apart

Echoes of his voice tear through the dark

Hands reach down, but the ground won't let go

A nation holds its breath, hearts sink low

Little hands, too far to hold

A life so young, a story so cold

We called his name, we fought the stone

But the well kept him there, left us alone

Machines roared loud, carving through despair

The ground trembled, his fragile frame ensnared

A voice grows faint, fading in the night

As hope burns dim against the fight

One man descends, a hero in the dark

But time and fate leave a cruel mark

Little hands, too far to hold

A life so young, a story so cold

We called his name, we fought the stone

But the well kept him there, left us alone

Through the screen, the world did cry

A mother's pain, a father's sigh

A lesson etched in sorrow's cost

A life so brief, forever lost

Now the well stands still, but the whispers remain

Of a boy who dreamed, and a world in pain

Alfredino, your name won't fade

In every tear, your memory's laid