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.
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
