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.
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
