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.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
