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.
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
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 came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
