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.
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
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I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
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
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
