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 thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
