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.
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
