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.
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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