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.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
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
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
