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.
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
