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.
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
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
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
