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.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
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
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
