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.
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
