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're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
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
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
