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.
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
