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.
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
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 love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
