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.
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
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 light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
