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.
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
