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.
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
