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.
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
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
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
