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.
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
