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.
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
