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.
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
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
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
