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.
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
