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.
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
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Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
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