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.
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
