Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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