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 thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
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
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
