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 Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
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
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
