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.
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
